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The wind is in from africa

last night i couldnt sleep

 Oh you know it sure is hard to live here carey

 but its really not my home

my finger nails are filthy

ive got beach tar on my feet

 and i miss my clean white living

 and my, fancy french cologne

Chorus

Oh carey get out your cane

 i'll put on some silver

oh you're a mean old daddy

 but i like you

(repeat chords through)

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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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