Lyrics

NOTHING NEW TO SAY © 2005 Ken Kahn

I like the way you look in the morning,
Haloed by the early light.
I like the way you cook in your kitchen,
Your silhouette against the night.

I like to hear the sound of your laughter.
I like the way you stand your ground.
I like the way you're strict as a right-wing Christian
And loose as a goose when you fool around

So be cool, pretty mama, when there's nothing new to say.
Don't be fooled, pretty mama, if there's nothing new to say.
Words we said when love was new
Mean much more now that they're still true.
So be cool, pretty mama, if there's nothing new to say.

Wo wo wo, wo-oh, wo-uh-oh-wo wo oh oh.
Wo wo wo, wo-oh, wo-uh-oh-wo wo oh oh.

I like the way you hold your opinions.
I like the way you hold your drink
I like the way you pay no attention
To stuff that doesn't mean a thing.

I like the way you're hard as a skillet -
It makes me the best I can be.
The way you take my cup and you fill it,
Every time you get next to me.

So be cool, pretty mama, when there's nothing new to say.
Don't be fooled, pretty mama, if there's nothing new to say.
Words we said when we were new
Mean the world now that they're still true.
So be cool, pretty mama, if there's nothing new to say.