Van Dyke Parks – Calypso lyrics

This is like no island you have seen It is not Argentine nor Tangerine Maybe you are navy or marine It is not African nor Caribbean Take the missionary position yes the missionary position For a man who is on a mission other matters should come to mind Take the missionary position makes me faint and I aint gonna listen But a good man to my own disposition is a man who is hard to find Hey sailor come from the sea you talk to me You're a tar You're a far cry from home While you are at liberty to talk to me People stare I'm aware is it fair? On a dare I don't care What they say Give us only today Hey sailor come from the sea It's you and me Call it fate Call it great destiny Since we are at liberty and speaking free I won't grieve if you find you must leave Me behind I won't mind I have heard of push and shove You bring me that word called love Calypso if my heart could only speak We'd take a week in Martinique and just go crazy Calypso he is speaking Greek to me It is hide and seek you see This can be our fantasy today Como dice Calypso Explain Request ×

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