Kid Creole & The Coconuts ~ Mr. Softee 🎨 Jean-Michel Basquiat

Описание: Kid Creole & The Coconuts:
Mister Softee
1980

Music & lyric: August Darnell [Kid Creole]

You’re no good for me!

I got a funny feelin’ baby that tonight you wanna sleep with me
(don’t say it, you know you shouldn’t say it)
But I got a ‘pointment in the mornin’, need at least eleven hours of sleep!
(you said it, I asked you not to say it)
I’m so sorry, babe

You’re a softee, by trade
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softee and hardly my type

Don’t say that, don’t say that!
Don’t you make an issue over somethin’ that’s as small as this
I’ll make it up to you tomorrow evenin’ babe if you insist
Oh

You’re a softee, by trade
Who you talkin’ to?
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softee and hardly my type
Don’t say that, don’t say that

I’ve had enough in my life
of sweet and sour goodnights
I know you can’t satisfy
but at least you could try
You’re no good for me

Would you rather I forget about my livelihood and stay at home?
(don’t say it, you know you shouldn’t say it)
Well then you must give up your credit cards, must give up your Maud Frizons
(you said it, I asked you not to say it)
I’m so sorry, babe

You’re a softee, by trade
Who you talkin’ to?
Mister Softee’s your name
There’s no sense squawkin’ ’bout it
You’re a softee and hardly my type
Don’t say that, don’t say that

I’ve had enough in my life
of sweet and sour goodnight
I know you can’t satisfy
but at least you could try
You’re no good for me

You got a funny way of showin’ me that baby you’re in love with me
(don’t say it, you know you shouldn’t say it)
Just because I need a little rest, you wanna torture me
(you said it, I asked you not to say it)

You’re a softee, by trade
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softee, by trade
Mister Softee’s your name

You’re the softee, my friend
You’re soft in your head
Softee my friend
Soft in the head

You’re a softee, by trade
Who you talkin’ to?
Mister Softee’s your name
There’s no sense squawkin’ ’bout it
You’re a softee, by trade
Don’t say that
Mister Softee’s your name
Don’t say that
You’re the softee, my friend
You’re soft, soft in the head
You’re a softee, I’m sure
Soft to the core

You’re a softee, by trade
Who you talkin’ to?
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softee and hardly my type
Don’t say that, don’t say that