Carey

[D]The wind is in from africa
[A]last night i couldnt sleep
Oh you kn[G]ow it sure is hard to [D]live here carey
but its [A]really not my home

[D]my finger nails are filthy
[A]ive got beach tar on my feet
and i mi[G]ss my clean white[D] living
and my, f[A]ancy french cologne

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Oh carey get out your cane
i'll put on some [A]silver
[G]oh you're a mean old [D]daddy
but[A] i like y[D]ou

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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

lets have a round for these freaks and these soldiers
a round for these friends of mine
lets have another round for the bright red devil
who keeps me in this tourist town

Come on, carey, get out your cane
I'll put on some silver
Oh you're a mean old daddy, but i like you
i like you, i like you i like you

Maybe i'll go to amsterdam
or maybe i'll go to rome
and rent me a grand piano and
put some flowers round my room

but lets not talk about fare-thee-wells now
the night is a stary dome
and they're playing that scratchy rock and roll
beneath the matella moon

Come on, carey, get out your cane
And i'll put on some silver
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 here
But, it's really not my home

Maybe it's been too long a time
Since i was scramblin' down in the street
Now they got me used to that clean white linen
And that fancy french cologne

Oh carey, get out your cane
I'll put on my finest silver
We'll go to the mermaid cafe
Have fun tonight
I said, oh, you're a mean old daddy, but you're out of sight

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