Kid Creole and The Coconuts
Mister Softee
[Intro]
You’re no good for me
[Verse 1]
I got a funny feeling, baby, that tonight you want to sleep with me
(Don’t say it, you know you shouldn’t say it)
But I got an appointment in the morning, need at least eleven hours of sleep
(You said it, I asked you not to say it)
I’m so sorry, babe
[Chorus]
You’re a softie by trade
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softie and hardly my type
Don’t say that, don’t say that
[Verse 2]
Don’t you make an issue over something that’s as small as this
I’ll make it up to you tomorrow, even then if you insist
Ohh
[Chorus]
You’re a softie by trade
Who you talking to?
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softie and hardly my type
Don’t say that, don’t say that
[Bridge]
I’ve had enough in my life
Of sweet and sour ‘good-nights’
I know you can’t satisfy
But, at least you could try
You’re no good for me
[Verse 3]
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 [?]
(you said it, I asked you not to say it)
I’m so sorry, babe
[Chorus]
You’re a softie by trade
Who you talking to?
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softie and hardly my type
Don’t say that, don’t say that
[Bridge]
I’ve had enough in my life
Of sweet and sour ‘good-night’
I know you can’t satisfy
But, at least you could try
You’re no good for me
[Verse 4]
You’ve got a funny way of showing 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)
[Chorus]
You’re a softie by trade
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softie by trade
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re the softie my friend
You’re soft in your head
Softie my friend
Soft in the head
You’re a softie by trade
Who you talking to?
Mister Softee’s your name
There’s no sense squawking ‘bout it
You’re a softie by trade
Don’t say that
Mister Softee’s your name
Don’t say that
[Outro]
You’re the softie my friend
You’re soft, soft in the head
You’re a softie I’m sure
Soft to the core
You’re a softie by trade
Who you talking to?
Mister Softee’s your name
You’re a softie and hardly my type
Don’t say that, don’t say that