Carey Testo

The wind is in from Africa,
Last night, I couldn't sleep,
Oh you know it sure is hard
to leave you Carey,
but its really not my home.

My finger-nails are filthy,
I got beach tar on my feet,
and I miss my clean white linen
and my fancy French colone,

Oh Carey get out your cane,
and i'll put on some silk
Oh your a mean old daddy
but i like you

Come on down to the mermaid cafe
and i will buy you a bottle of wine
we'll laugh and toast to nothing
and smash our empty glasses down
Lets have a round for these freaks
and these soldires
a round for these friends of mine
lets have another round for the
bright red devil, who keeps me in this tourist town

Oh carey get out your cane
and i'll put on some silk
oh your a mean old dady but i like you
i like you i like you

Maybe i'll go to Amsterdam
or maybe i'll go to Rome
rent me a grand piano
and put some flowers round my room
lets not talk about fare-thee-wells now
the is a stary dome
and they're playing that scratchy
rock n roll beneath the mapilon moon

Oh carey get out your cane
and i'll put on some silk
oh you're a mean old daddy
but i like you

The wind is in from Africa
Last night i couldn't sleep
oh you know it sure is hard to leave you
but its really not my home
Maybe its been to long a time
since i was scramblin down in the streets
now they got me used to that
clean white linen and the
fancy french cologne

oh carey get out your cane
and i'll put on some silk
go down to the mermaid cafe
have fun tonight
i said oh your a mean old daddy
but your outta sight