Don't Mess With Cupid

Otis Redding · The Dock Of The Bay [1968]

You must have thought my love was for fun

You tried to spend it like a dollar

You got the right string, baby

But your yo-yo is the wrong color

Don't you mess with Cupid

Cupid, he's not stupid

Don't you mess with Cupid

Cupid, he's not stupid

You thought my love was just a rug on the floor

Just to walk on and nothing more

You just don't seem to understand

That I'm a man, baby-a full-grown man

Don't you mess with Cupid

Cupid, he's not stupid

Don't you mess with Cupid

Cupid, he's not stupid

When I look for you, you're never home

Like a lamp, you turn me off and on

But like a shade that dims the light

When it's opened, I can't do nothing right

I'm warning you, baby

Don't you mess with this Cupid

Baby, he's not stupid