mr. goodnight

mister, mister, love u mister, come on, call mr goodnight, he'll make u feel alright, make u throw ur head back and holla, so nice, so nice, better not tell ur girlfriend, u can try with all ur might, just can't keep a secret, 'bout goodnight, goodnight, hey, baby, hey baby, hey, baby, sitting all alone in my courtyard, lookin' as if u have every right, all over the world they call me prince, but u can call me mr goodnight, surely the dandies that escort u places, imparted a rumour or 2, about the parade of lovely faces, that follow me. surely they do?, what say u 2 that, lips so inviting, it's all i can do not 2 stare, what say u 2 them, past, present and future, that u don't care, if so, u'll be the first, and i'll give u the keys, 2 the whip of ur dreams, alright?, all over the world they call me prince, but u can call me mr goodnight, now i don't wanna put to u 2 sleep with a bunch of chatter, and a rap that really don't matter, but now that u know who i am u need 2 make plans, and all ur other pennies should scatter, a limousine about 2 pick u up, and then took u 2 a private jet, and then u gonna meet a little spanish man, who will offer u wine and moet, in an hour or 2, u'll be taken to a suite, that will rock all ur wildest dreams, and on the bed 3 dresses 2 choose 1, pick 1, then u get a call from me, tell me which dress u chose, so i can put on, put on my matching suit, all the real guys hold ur hands up, u know how mr goodnight do it, i love u baby, i don't want nobody else, call mr goodnight, call mr goodnight, mp3: mike philly in the band like jams at midnight, before the main attraction u'll see, slow it down somewhere here on earth, just 2 check how ur reaction be, and if ur heartbeat goes up a notch or 2, there ain't no telling what i might do, i got a mind full of good intentions, and a mouth full of raisenets, we can watch 'chocolat' on the big screen, before we convene in the pool, the waterfall'll wash ur cares away, already i love u, i do, the energy in this field's been known to flicker lights, aye, a slip o' me with no rest, acapella moans and a break of sighs, undeterred nevertheless a masterpiece on butterscotch thighs, turn off the lights, turn off the lights, it's time for mr goodnight