depois de uma atribulada ligação com tom waits no final dos anos setenta, rickie lee jones gravou o seu disco de estreia e tornou-se, da noite para o dia, alguém com visibilidade. durante algum tempo eram o casal de que se falava mas a fama, o álcool e as drogas (não sei por que ordem) separaram-nos. logo a seguir waits conheceu e casou com kathleen brennan (“ela salvou-me da morte”) e rickie lee afundou-se numa dependência que parecia sem retorno... já recuperada, voltou a gravar discos nos anos oitenta e escreveu esta canção, um autobiográfico lamento tardio por esse romance falhado.

Oh, he's a lucky guy


Oh, he's a lucky guy


He doesn't worry about me


When I'm gone


He goes to sleep at night


He don't turn off the light


And wonder how to find me


Or if I'm alone

Oh, he's a lucky guy


I wish I was like him


Cuz when he talks about me


He don't look this way


He's a lucky guy

He used to walk with me


He used to talk to me


See, we have these secrets


That no one else could hear


Well, he's not the only one


No, no not the only one


But what happens to them?

Do they matter?


Do they disappear


Into a lonely girl?


Now I'm a lonely girl


Cuz I want somebody with me in the world


Oh, he's a lucky guy

Fortune walks right in the door


And here I am


Just like before

Well, I'm not gonna turn around


I'm not his pretty clown


I'm not the one caught


Like he thought


He was the last one I had there


Cuz I did a foolish thing


A real, real stupid thing

I told him I love him


And I want him there


When I knew he wouldn't come

And I knew he didn't care


And I'll cry awhile


I'll cry awhile


But when I wake up


Tomorrow is a new day


I'm a lucky guy


Hey, I'm a lucky guy


Real, real lucky guy


Hey, I'm a lucky guy

acho que nunca aqui a referi, mas rickie lee tem algumas canções que são da minha vida. lembro-me bem do primeiro disco ter aparecido no final dos anos setenta e desse romance exageradamente excessivo com tom waits. e continuo a gostar imenso deste quase-azul. 

There was a Joe


Leanin' on the back door


A couple Jills with their eyes on a couple bills


Their eyes was statin'


They was waitin'


To get their hands on some easy money

They flipped a dime


One said " well, I'll take heads this time"


One stepped up


One stepped back


One loosened her shoulder strap


She couldn't speak,


Her knees got weak


She could almost taste that easy money

There was this old black cat


Sittin' in an old black cadillac


The Joe smelled sweet


She curled up at her boyfriend's feet


She said "I got a plan


Listen, Sam, how'd ya like to make some Easy Money?"


He say, "Yes! Oh Yes!


Jus' tell me what you want me to do"


She said, "Baby, you can trust me


Baby, but you must be hidin' in my room


At a quarter to two"


Well, the cat told the boy


"Come up to the room and play with my toy"


But the Jill set the bait


And she wasn't gonna sit around and wait


But this guy was wise to all the lies


And he flies out the door


With the easy money

Because there ain't no man


Who got the money in his hand


Who got any of that bread


Bein' slow in the head


The easier it looks


The hotter it hooks


There ain't no such thing as easy money


We say, "Yes! Oh Yes!"


Saturday night


There was a terrible, terrible fight


Between two dames who was losin' the same game


It wasn't clear,


But I hear somebody was lookin' for some easy money.