Carey - Kiki Dee

Carey (Live) - Kiki Dee
The wind is in from Africa
Last night I couldn't sleep
You know it sure is hard to leave here Carey
But it's really not my home
My fingernails are filthy
I got beach tar on my feet
You know 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
Let's have 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
Oh Carey get out your cane
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 now rent me a grand piano
Put some flowers 'round my room
But let's not talk about fare-thee-welIs now
The night is a starry dome
And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll
Beneath the Matalla Moon
Oh Carey get out your cane
I'll put on some silver
Oh you're a mean old Daddy but I like you
The wind is in from Africa
Last night I couldn't sleep
You know it sure is hard to leave here
But it's really not my home
Maybe it's been too long a time
Since I was scramblin' down in the street
They got me used to that clean white linen
And that fancy French cologne
Oh Carey get out your cane
I'll put on some silver
Go to the Mermaid Cafe have gone tonight
I said all you're a mean old Daddy
But you roll the side