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Sara Gazarek
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Carey
Lyricist:Joni Mitchell
The wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep You know it sure is hard to leave here, Carey It's really not my home
My fingernails are filthy I've got beach tar on my feet And I miss my clean white linen And that fancy French cologne
Oh Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver Oh, you're a mean old daddy But I like you
Down to the Mermaid Café 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 a 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 silver Oh, you're a mean old daddy But I like you
Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam Maybe I'll go to Rome Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And rent me a grand piano And put some flowers 'round my room
But let's not talk about fare-thee-well's now The night is a starry dome And they're playin' that scratchy rock â€~n' roll Beneath the Matalla moon
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 just fine
The wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep You know it sure is hard to leave here, Carey It's really not my home
Maybe it's been too long a time Since I was scramblin' down in the streets They got me used to that clean white linen And that fancy French cologne
Come on Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver Down to the Mermaid Café Have fun tonight
I said, oh you're a mean old daddy But you're out of sight Carey, get out your cane
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