I saw Joni in the corner of the Mermaid Cafe.
I could have sworn the planes were flying lower over old town that night.
Billy, he was grateful for the cool of the clouds that covered my perfect sun.
The only goddamn reason I stay in this dried up old fishing town.
He's got me hanging like a cod
On that old pole fishing line.
But he could catch me with his bare hands
Tender touch on my skin that refused to tan.
Pink next to sand and silk and surely my old man.
I said don't you want to see the world?
Take that boat out past the coast.
There must be more to life than swimming out to that island and sunning ourselves.
Laughing til our throats hurt, singing silly songs.
Oh I thought I was clever, thought I was oh so wise.
Now I can't find my way back to that beach
No matter how hard I try.
Maybe that cod didn't know how good it had it.
Now there's somebody else getting pink with my man on my island.
He's got me hanging like a cod
On that old pole fishing line.
But he could catch me with his bare hands
Tender touch on my skin that refused to tan.
Pink next to sand and silk and surely my old man."
Mermaid Cafe Video (MV)
Performed By: Douglas Savage
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Connor O'Mara, Anthony Cunningham
Douglas Savage - Mermaid Cafe Lyrics
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I saw Joni in the corner of the Mermaid Cafe.
I could have sworn the planes were flying lower over old town that night.
Billy, he was grateful for the cool of the clouds that covered my perfect sun.
The only goddamn reason I stay in this dried up old fishing town.
He's got me hanging like a cod
On that old pole fishing line.
But he could catch me with his bare hands
Tender touch on my skin that refused to tan.
Pink next to sand and silk and surely my old man.
I said don't you want to see the world?
Take that boat out past the coast.
There must be more to life than swimming out to that island and sunning ourselves.
Laughing til our throats hurt, singing silly songs.
Oh I thought I was clever, thought I was oh so wise.
Now I can't find my way back to that beach
No matter how hard I try.
Maybe that cod didn't know how good it had it.
Now there's somebody else getting pink with my man on my island.
He's got me hanging like a cod
On that old pole fishing line.
But he could catch me with his bare hands
Tender touch on my skin that refused to tan.
Pink next to sand and silk and surely my old man."
I could have sworn the planes were flying lower over old town that night.
Billy, he was grateful for the cool of the clouds that covered my perfect sun.
The only goddamn reason I stay in this dried up old fishing town.
He's got me hanging like a cod
On that old pole fishing line.
But he could catch me with his bare hands
Tender touch on my skin that refused to tan.
Pink next to sand and silk and surely my old man.
I said don't you want to see the world?
Take that boat out past the coast.
There must be more to life than swimming out to that island and sunning ourselves.
Laughing til our throats hurt, singing silly songs.
Oh I thought I was clever, thought I was oh so wise.
Now I can't find my way back to that beach
No matter how hard I try.
Maybe that cod didn't know how good it had it.
Now there's somebody else getting pink with my man on my island.
He's got me hanging like a cod
On that old pole fishing line.
But he could catch me with his bare hands
Tender touch on my skin that refused to tan.
Pink next to sand and silk and surely my old man."
Writer: Connor O'Mara, Anthony Cunningham
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music