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Mitchell Joni Miles Of Aisles CAREY The wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here, But it's really not my home My fingernails are filthy I got beach tar on my feet And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne. Oh Carey get out your cane I'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old Daddy, but I like you fine Come on down to the Mermaid Cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down A round for these freaks and these soldiers A round for these friends of mine Let's have another round for the bright red devil who keeps me in this tourist town Come on, Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old Daddy, but I like you fine Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam Maybe I'll go to Rome And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers 'round my room But let's not talk of fare-thee-welIs now The night is a starry dome. And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll Beneath the Matalla Moon Come on, Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe Have fun tonight The wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here But, it's really not my home Maybe it's been too long Since I was scramblin' in the street Now they got me used to the clean white linen And that fancy French cologne Oh Carey, get out your cane I'll put on some silver We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe Have some fun tonight Oh, you're a mean old Daddy, but you're out of sight. |
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