The wind is in from Africa, last night I couldn't sleep Oh you know it sure is hard to leave here Carrie, but 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 my fancy French cologne Oh Carrie, get out your cape, and I'll put on some silk Oh you're a mean old daddy, but I like you Come on 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 another round for the bright red devil who keeps me in this tourist town Come on Carrie, get out your cape, and I'll put on some silk Oh you're a mean old daddy, but 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 let's not talk about fairly wells now, the night is a starry dawn And they're playing that scratchy rock and roll beneath the maple moon Come on Carrie, get out your cape, and I'll put on some silk 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 you, but it's really not my home Maybe it's been too long, a time since I was scrambling down in the street Now they got me used to that lean white linen and that fancy French cologne Oh Carrie, get out your cape, and I'll put on my finest silk Go to the Mermaid Cafe, have fun tonight I said, oh you're a mean old daddy, but you're out of sight