Sticky Wicket - Al Jarreau

Careful baby

Careful darling

You got yourself

Into such a mess that

You can’t get out

You made your own bed

So what the heck can you

Complain about

You’re seventeen but

You talk and you wiggle and walk like

You’re twenty-four

Grown men weepin'

A ten point temperature

Rise everywhere you go

And the fact is

BRIDGE:

You’re so fine that you

Fool the people

You’re so fine that you’re

Foolin' me

You’re so fine that you

Fool the people

Ain’t so fine when you

Fool your own self baby

Look out

Such a mess

It’s a funny situation

Sassiness

Got you up a tree

Sticky Wicket

Must confess

It’s an inside instigation

No distress

You can talk to me

Seven-thirty

Morning Mr. Price what a

Day for school

Bright and early

Perfect little disguise for

The folks you fool

Midnight passion

Ain’t no surprise to me what

You’re comin' to

There’s red light flashin'

Look out you’re goin' too fast

What you gonna do

BRIDGE

Such a mess…

…no distress

You can change it baby

London bridge is fallin' frightful sound

You can hear me callin' here’s your crown

In the game you make a circle just to turn around