Letra de Next time

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

Next time I´ll 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 I´ll be full blooded
´Stead of half-cherokee
I´ll put on my warpaint - and they´ll listen to me
Next time I´ll tell my mama
With a baby on my knee (Say gay)
I´ll 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 I´ll be kinder
And I´ll be tougher too
I won´t worry half as much - and neither will you
But for now I´ve got to go
On and strut my stuff
I´ll sing my song and swing along - Tomorrow I´ll 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