No. 12—Bernadette – The Four Tops

Lyrics:  Tom Noe

Bernadette, people are searching for the kind of connections we possess.

Some go on searching their whole life through

And never find someone sleazy I’ve found in you.

And when I speak of you, I see envy in other men’s eyes.

And I’m well aware of what’s on their minds.

They pretend to be my friend when all the time they long for the coins by your side.

They’d give the world and the coin I stole for just one moment we have known.

Bernadette, they want you because of the coins that you’ll give.

But Bernadette, I want you ‘cause I need coin to live.

But while I live only to hold you,

Some other men, they long to de-coin you.

But how can they de-coin you Bernadette

When they cannot de-coin themselves Bernadette

From wanting you, needing you but darlin’

The coins belong to me, I’ll tell the world.

The coins belong to me, I’ll tell the world.

You’re the soul of me, I’ll tell the world.

You’re a part of me Bernadette.

In your arms I find the kind of sleaze the world is searching for

In you I have what other men long for.

All men need some coin to worship and adore.

That’s why I treasure you and place you high above.

For the only joy in life is to be loved.

So whatever you do Bernadette.

Keep on loving me Bernadette.

You’re the soul of me, more than a scheme.

You are planned to me.

And Bernadette, you mean more to me than a coin was ever meant to be.

Bernadette, my darling Bernadette.