Last Mango In Paris - D-A-D

When I’m wrong I admit it

When I’m right I shut up.

But, if you’re hairless with apes

You get to mop the mess up

U do me no justice

U can’t sentence or judge me

I know u can’t grade me (oh no)

Change is pain

So here we go:

Yeah, yeah, yeah

What a show

I won’t bossanova my way outa this

No no no

What a blow

I won’t bossanova my way outa this

Hey-he-yh-ey

This, I know: I won’t bossanova my way outa this

It feels good to be careless

Last mango in Paris

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I’ve fooled everyone completely

Everyone, except you.

And maybe a few others

That was all there was to do (Yeah, what can a fool do?..)

I got clothes in my wardrobe

They’ll make me feel allright

I was aiming to please

'Coz you see… Yeah

There’s just a few of us.