Brite Nitegown Lyrics - Morph The Cat - Fagen Donald

I dreamed I had a fever 

I was pushin' one-oh-three 

My mom's all upset - cryin' by my bedside 

Everybody's prayin' for me 

I hear a scratchin' at the window 

I somehow twist myself around 

I realize I'm eyes to eyes 

With the fella in the Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

You can't fight with the fella 

In the Brite Nitegown 

The eagle flies on Friday 

My baby wants to bash 

I hit the ATM - and march down the street 

With a roll of party cash. 

Right then a couple lit-up brothers 

They gently put me on the ground 

They do the steal and leave me to deal 

With the fella in the Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

You can't fight with the fella 

In the Brite Nitegown 

Ten milligrams of Chronax 

Will whip you back through time 

Past Hebrew kings - and furry things 

To the birth of humankind 

I shared in all of nature's secrets 

But when I finally came around 

I'm sittin' on the rug gettin' a victory hug 

From the fella in the brite Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

You can't fight with the fella 

In the Brite Nitegown