[ed. I seem to recall Donald Fagan saying this song best typified what he and Walter Becker were trying to achieve with Steely Dan. See also these past SD posts: here (Almost Gothic); here (Charlie Freak); here (Monkey in Your Soul/and the live Santa Monica version of Bodhisattva - starting at 2:25 to avoid the crazy inebriated introduction by Jerome Aniton); and here (mini-compilation: West of Hollywood, Jack of Speed, What a Shame About Me).]