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Pal Joey

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He was a singer and an M.C. in a cheap Chicago club, but Joey knew if nobody else did, that he was on his way to the big time. There were three kinds of women to Joey, the ones he could make, the ones he couldn't, and the ones with dough. But, one way or another, he used them all...there was Nan, for instance, Nan came to the club every night to hear Joey sing Deep Purple. She lived with her grandparents, but she had her own convertible...Jean's father was a bank, and Joey was thinking of making it legal, till this anonymous letter put the shiv in his back...Betty had a shape that you don't see only on the second Tuesday of every week, and when you see one you got to do something about it...Herta was a dumb little mouse, but willing to learn...And then there was Mavis. She was thirty-seven, if you could believe her driver's license. She had a few million gold chips, diamond initials inside her cigarette case, and she was so hot you could fry an egg on her...

Language: English

Pages: 120

Format: Mass Market Paperback

Release: January 01, 1940

Pal Joey

2.5/5 ( ratings)

He was a singer and an M.C. in a cheap Chicago club, but Joey knew if nobody else did, that he was on his way to the big time. There were three kinds of women to Joey, the ones he could make, the ones he couldn't, and the ones with dough. But, one way or another, he used them all...there was Nan, for instance, Nan came to the club every night to hear Joey sing Deep Purple. She lived with her grandparents, but she had her own convertible...Jean's father was a bank, and Joey was thinking of making it legal, till this anonymous letter put the shiv in his back...Betty had a shape that you don't see only on the second Tuesday of every week, and when you see one you got to do something about it...Herta was a dumb little mouse, but willing to learn...And then there was Mavis. She was thirty-seven, if you could believe her driver's license. She had a few million gold chips, diamond initials inside her cigarette case, and she was so hot you could fry an egg on her...

Language: English

Pages: 120

Format: Mass Market Paperback

Release: January 01, 1940

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