Carey

<br>The wind is in from africa<br><br>Last night I couldnt sleep<br><br>Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here carey<br><br>But its really not my home<br><br>My fingernails are filthy, I got beach tar on my feet<br><br>And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy french cologne<br><br><br><br>Oh carey get out your cane<br><br>And Ill put on some silver<br><br>Oh youre a mean old daddy, but I like you fine<br><br><br><br>Come on down to the mermaid cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine<br><br>And well laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down<br><br>Lets have a round for these freaks and these soldiers<br><br>A round for these friends of mine<br><br>Lets have another round for the bright red devil<br><br>Who keeps me in this tourist town<br><br><br><br>Come on, carey, get out your cane<br><br>Ill put on some silver<br><br>Oh youre a mean old daddy, but I like you<br><br><br><br>Maybe Ill go to amsterdam<br><br>Or maybe Ill go to rome<br><br>And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers round my room<br><br>But lets not talk about fare-thee-welis now<br><br>The night is a starry dome.<br><br>And theyre playin that scratchy rock and roll<br><br>Beneath the matalla moon<br><br><br><br>Come on, carey, get out your cane<br><br>And Ill put on some silver<br><br>Youre a mean old daddy, but I like you<br><br><br><br>The wind is in from africa<br><br>Last night I couldnt sleep<br><br>Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here<br><br>But, its really not my home<br><br>Maybe its been too long a time<br><br>Since I was scramblin down in the street<br><br>Now they got me used to that clean white linen<br><br>And that fancy french cologne<br><br><br><br>Oh carey, get out your cane<br><br>Ill put on my finest silver<br><br>Well go to the mermaid cafe<br><br>Have fun tonight<br><br>I said, oh, youre a mean old daddy, but youre out of sight