look miles davis, i’ve been swayed by the cool.
there’s just something about the summertime.
there’s just something about the moon.
so i’ll lay a kiss on this stone,
toss it upside your window, by the roof.
before you change your mind, miles, bring in the cool.
now honey, put on your red dress.
and you diamond soul shoes.
climb on down from that window.
climb on out of your room.
cause i’ve never had a good thing
and i’ve always had the blues.
i always heard that you always kind of wandered, miles, strike up the cool.
don’t wait too long to come home.
my have the years of our youth passed on.
don’t wait too long to come home.
i’ll leave the front light on.
the night is our own, come home.
poor mister pitiful, i can’t turn you loose.
you move like a dream i had,
woke up sweating in my room.
your mama’s got plans, your daddy’s aim is true.
she never understood that it ain’t no good.
pa