Song Description
story of a man who can't make up his mind about anything, told from the perspective of his significant other
| Song Length |
3:06 |
Genre |
Blues - General, Jazz - Big Band |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Annoyed |
Subject |
Dysfunctional Relations |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1940 - 1949 |
Lyrics
Saturday night, 7pm, time to decide where to go again
A walk in the park, some gallery art, cocktails for 2 by the shore...
If I leave it to him, chances are thin
We'll even get out the door
Mr. Maybe... He can't say yes and he can't say no.
Lord, Save me! This man don't know which way to go.
His indecision's driving me crazy.
Maybe Mr. Maybe's 'bout to lose his baby.
Seven long years, still no ring. Why is commitment so threatening?
I think it's a shame, our kids have MY name, already 2, 3, and 4.
He's surely sunk his feet in... they all look like him!
Yet he's iffy through to the core.
Mr. Maybe... He can't say yes and he can't say no.
Lord, Save me! This man don't know which way to go.
His indecision's driving me crazy.
Maybe Mr. Maybe's 'bout to lose his baby.
Oh, oh. He's giving the excuse that it's his asstrological sign.
Oh, oh. Is it too much to ask that he just make up his mind?
repeat chorus