Mr. Cool - The Crusaders

(LL Cool J) Nah y'all nah y'all uh-uh I ain't disrespectin though I'm just sayin it happen to me It can happen to him How you doin? What's your name? Uh, mmm, haha Oh you're his girl (LL Cool J) Hello my name is Mr. Goodbar I'm came to offer champagne Later on maybe I'll tell you my real name But for now sip your drink and be merry And be a nice girl and sing me a cherry Me, I'll have a Cowa-loo and milk Cause champagne always stains my silk You got a man? That's somethin we will talk about He's smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough to let ya out I like ya friendly bag your alligator shoes Ya hairstyle and ya whole point of view The way you lick your lips and stare You tell me that's a habit hmmm yeah Funny coated legs, with not one scar The stylish wardrobe is up the par Here's my number, call me in my car You deserve a visit from Mr. Goodbar (LL Cool J) So how long you been talkin to him? Word, nah he's cool with me, he's cool with me Oh he loves you (LL Cool J) Honey open up a bottle of brandy Better yet have a piece of Cool J candy And sweat the man with the master disaster Break ya like plaster-plan and The cards on the table and the deal is dealt Uh, I'm in the mood for a tuna milk And I can't make you, I sure wouldn't rape you Feelin kinda mellow and I sure would hate to leave the job half-done (Nah!) Cause at a time like this you're the one that I'm lookin for, Callin on the floor (WOOF!) I'm comin back for more If the Mona Lisa's name was Teresa I'll get a piece-a of the Mona Lisa, then smoke a cigar You deserve a visit from Mr. Goodbar (LL Cool J) Yeah, so you be callin on the request line Hahahaha oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh he's my man, word him too Yeah I like Bobby Brown Tell him he's cool but (LL Cool J) Don't be cruel cause you'll be on your own Cause my (?) rockin my microphone Come and get this ice-cream cone Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home Grown and healthy that's how I like em Big juicy legs and a nice pair of kegs Hmmm, Mr. Good bar style You haven't met a guy like me in a while I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake I ant got nobody by Jake Smooth as Whitester extra dry Moetzer Don and I'll slip it in your mouth like a Bon-Bon (LL Cool J) YaknowhatI'msayin? I'm Mr. Goodbar (Goodbar) yeah So you know next time uh your man is out Check my (?) Nah, nah he's cool But my girl oh I don't know your man might be with her uh YaknowhatI'msayin? But I'm with you, yeah Mr. Goodbar baby, uh May I say may I say that outfit you got on Slim, juicy lips so honey coated hmmm Yo he never says that to you He never gives you compliments Yo he be givin you flowers baby And tellin you how much he cares for you Does he hold you and caress you and give you affection I didn't think so

I still hang around Neither lost nor found Hear the lonely sound Of music in the night Nights are always bright That's all that's left for me, yeah I play the street life because there's no place I can go Street life, it's the only life I know Street life and there's a thousand cards to play Street life until you play your life away You let the people see just who you wanna be And every night you sang just like a superstar The type of life that's played, a temptin' masquerade You dress, you walk and talk You're who you think you are Street life, you can run away from time Street life, for a nickel, for a dime Street life, but you better not get old Street life, or you're gonna feel the cold There's always love for sale, a grown up fairy tale Prince charming always smiles behind a silver spoon And if you keep it young your song is always sung Your love will pay your way beneath the silver moon Street life Street life Street life Oh, street life I play the street life because there's no place I can go Street life, it's the only life I know Street life and there's a thousand cards to play Street life, until you play your life away, oh Street life Street life Street life Oh, street life Street life Street life Street life Oh, street life I play the street life because there's no place I can go Street life, it's the only life I know Street life and there's a thousand cards to play Street life, until you play your life away You let the people see just who you wanna be And every night you sang just like a superstar The type of life that's played, a temptin' masquerade You dress, you walk and talk You're who you think you are Street life, you can run away from time Street life, for a nickel, for a dime Street life, but you better not get old Street life, or you're gonna feel the cold There's always love for sale, a grown up fairy tale Prince charming always smiles behind a silver spoon And if you keep it young your song is always sung Your love will pay your way beneath the silver moon Street life Street life Street life Oh, street life Oh, street life Yeah, street life Street life Oh, street life Yeah, ooh