song "I am the cool" (Robert Lee Duffey, Michael Joseph Keneally)

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  • BMI work number: 1905467
  • Songwriter/Composer: Robert Lee Duffey (CAE/IPI #232961179), Michael Joseph Keneally (CAE/IPI #233354296)
  • Publishers: Robert Duffey Music (CAE/IPI #233018802), Third Story Music Inc. (CAE/IPI #41682198)

Cover versions

1994 Screamin' Jay Hawkins
Production: Robert Duffey
1994 Screamin' Jay Hawkins CD Somethin' funny goin' on country us.gif US: Bizarre

Lyrics

1994 Screamin' Jay Hawkins 04:18 "I am the cool" Studio recording

<poem>

I'm the one your mama warned you about When you see me I will leave you no doubt I'm the coolest man that ever walked this earth I've been the coolest since the day of my birth I am the cool

I drive a little red sportscar as you plainly can see Them young girls I can't keep 'em away from me You know Madonna? Well, I saw her yesterday Had too many women, so I pushed her away Walked into the Paramount Hotel in New York City There were seventy-two women waitin' there just for me Just one problem with all these women so fine So many of 'em, so little time I am the cool

I wear the coolest clothes that ever could be I look so good even Calvin Klein stares at me Ray Ban's on my hat, a glass of Sherry's in my hand One look at me and the little girls understand Someone come up with a gun to steal the Rolex of my wrist Two seconds later he was down with one blow of my fist I dragged this sorry ass to the town in the middle of the day I hung him up on a flagpole with a sign: Don't mess with Screamin' Jay! I am the cool

The finest restaurants, well, they all know me by my name They gave me the best table and sent everyone else away Fizzing in the glass, lobster and and steak tartar Finished it off with a fine Cuban cigar Ended up back home to my penthouse suite With a fine young lady who's good enough to eat She feeds me grapes and cheese and opens a Dom Perignon And we made love until the night time is gone I am the cool Frozen Cold Icicles on her toes I am the cool I'm winter I'm a blizzard I make you chill I make you want heat Cause I'm the cool </poem>