Lyrics Van Dyke Parks

Van Dyke Parks

Calypso

This is like no island you have seen

It is not Argentine nor Tangerine

Maybe you are navy or marine

It is not African nor Caribbean

Take the missionary position yes the missionary position

For a man who is on a mission other matters should come to mind

Take the missionary position makes me faint and I aint gonna listen

But a good man to my own disposition is a man who is hard to find

Hey sailor come from the sea you talk to me

You're a tar

You're a far cry from home

While you are at liberty to talk to me

People stare I'm aware is it fair?

On a dare I don't care

What they say

Give us only today

Hey sailor come from the sea It's you and me

Call it fate

Call it great destiny

Since we are at liberty and speaking free

I won't grieve if you find you must leave

Me behind I won't mind

I have heard of push and shove

You bring me that word called love

Calypso if my heart could only speak

We'd take a week in Martinique and just go crazy

Calypso he is speaking Greek to me

It is hide and seek you see

This can be our fantasy today

Como dice

Calypso