Next time I sing a ballad
And they say that Im too pop
What the hell - if it gets me to the top
Next time Ill be handsome
Or pretty at least
I will have big muscles - Ill lay on the beach

Next time Ill paint pictures
Like a real van gogh
Wear little black hats - hang my cigarettes so low
Sit in french cafes
Drinking french pernod
Next time gigolo - next time we go

Next time, next time, next time, ooh next time, next time

Next time Ill be full blooded
stead of half-cherokee
Ill put on my warpaint - and theyll listen to me
Next time Ill tell my mama
With a baby on my knee (say gay)
Ill sweep and clean and dress my dream - kick that broke down washing machine

Next time, next time, next time, ooh next time, next time

Next time Ill be kinder
And Ill be tougher too
I wont worry half as much - and neither will you
But for now Ive got to go
On and strut my stuff
Ill sing my song and swing along - tomorrow Ill be better off

Next time, next time, next time, ooh next time, next time
No, no next time
Wop, bob a loo bop bam
Next time

Anyone here seen ray charles?
James brown

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