Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Prince. Planet Earth. Mr. Goodnight.

Mister, mister
Love you, mister
Come on

Call Mr. Goodnight, he'll make you feel alright
Make you throw your head back and holla, he's so nice, so nice
Better not tell your girlfriend, you can try with all your might
Just can't keep a secret 'bout Goodnight, Goodnight

Hey baby, sittin' all alone in my courtyard
Lookin' as if you have every right
All over the world, they call me Prince
But you can call me Mr. Goodnight

Surely the dandies that escort you places
Imparted a rumor or two
About the parade of lovely faces
That follow me, surely they do

What say you to that with lips so invitin'
It's all I can do not to stare
What say you to them, past, present and future
That you don't care

If so, you'll be the first and I'll give you the keys
To the whip of your dreams, alright?
All over the world, they call me Prince
But you can call me Mr. Goodnight

Call Mr. Goodnight, he'll make you feel alright
Make you throw your head back and holla, he's so nice, so nice
Better not tell your girlfriend, you can try with all your might
Just can't keep a secret 'bout Goodnight, Goodnight

Now I don't wanna put to you to sleep with a bunch of chatter
And a rap that really don't matter
But now that you know who I am, you need to make plans
And all your other pennies should scatter

A limousine about to pick you up
And then take you to a private jet too fine
And then you gonna meet a little Spanish man
Who will offer you wine and Moet

In an hour or two, you'll be taken to a suite
That will rock all your wildest dreams
And on the bed, three dresses to choose one, pick one
Then you get a call from me

Tell me which dress you chose
So I can put on, put on my matchin' suit
All the real guys, throw your hands up
You know how Mr. Goodnight do

Call Mr. Goodnight, he'll make you feel alright
Make you throw your head back and holla, he's so nice, so nice
Better not tell your girlfriend, you can try with all your might
Just can't keep a secret 'bout Goodnight, Goodnight

I love you, baby, I don't want nobody else
Call Mr. Goodnight, call Mr. Goodnight

Mike Philly in the band, got jams at midnight
Before the main attraction you'll see
Slow it down, somewhere here on earth
Just to check how your reaction be

And if your heartbeat goes up a notch or two
There ain't no tellin' 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 your cares away
Already I love you, I do

Call Mr. Goodnight, he'll make you feel alright
Make you throw your head back and holla, he's so nice, so nice
Better not tell your girlfriend, you can try with all your might
Just can't keep a secret 'bout Goodnight, Goodnight

The energy in this field's been known to flicker lights, aight?
A symphony with no rest, acapella moans
And a bridge of sighs, ooh, different night
Undeterred nevertheless, a masterpiece on butterscotch thighs
Turn off the lights, turn off the lights, it's time for Mr. Goodnight