Playful Robert – Baby Ray – letras

I had a pack of wax, a deal for youYou played a certain buckYou speak into my open ears & so I turn to look& so we strum so serious, so random, without a careNo drinks for those of us with certain earsUncertain, playful, RobertI got a mandolin, I’ll play for himI got a deal to make with myself& when it happens great big Robert summons up some spirit in us& my god it makes me cryWhy not? Why not laugh at cynical dry desire?The passion shines throughLaugh at me playful RobertDouble you — gee whiz — see doubleMake me drink an excuse to be playful, RobertIt’s good for usIt’s good for usI’m gonna pack my bags & play for himAcross the ocean to my deathI don’t know what awaits me over there, perhaps just my arrestIf the sloppy parts don’t faze you, lemme try something to stop the clockLemme play somethingBeing playful, playful, RobertWe’ll make a master mapCreate Slovenia in our own image, ladBig bad dear playful playful RobertI’m so often sadYour dreary laugh lifting me, sunk spiritPlayful, playful R R R Robert