Do You Mind
Robbie Williams Lyrics


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This is a song full of metaphors
All I be needing is
Tobacco and draw
Better let me into your
Country though
Then I can show you what
You're missing me for
I'm a night kind of animal
Got a receiver
What you testing me for
I was scared so I ate 'em all
They tasted good
But they make me look old

And ooh, you teach
Like a toothache,
I'm not here for my sake,
How long will this mickey take
And ooh,
There's heavy entertainment,
Out here on the pavement
The men about you gotta
Get away

Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?
Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?

I'll think you're famous
If that's what ya want
But you can pick your
Own pulpit,
You must fill your own fonts
Bring some wine
And some sensodyne
Then you can be my
Favorite dodo
Anyone fancy Monaco
I'm a placebo they're
Chasing me fool
Don't be scared
You could eat 'em all
They taste good
But they make you look old

Ooh, you sick little cup cake,
You could be a keepsake,
You jukebox to generate
And ooh,
I'm heavy entertainment
In need of containment
I'm mad about you
Gotta get away

Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?
Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?

Anyone fancy Monaco?

Go get a portable
Recliner bin
Must take a photo for sure
Got our our problems and
A real long name
And she gets high on
Rollin' roll-ups

And ooh, you teach
Like a toothache,
I'm not here for my sake,
How long will this mickey take
And ooh,
There's heavy entertainment,
Out here on the pavement
The men about you gotta
Get away

Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?
Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?
Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?




Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind,
If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Robbie Williams's song "Do You Mind" are full of metaphors and enigmatic imagery, making it a challenging piece of songwriting to interpret. The song seems to be about a restless, impulsive individual who is searching for meaning and connection in a world that feels chaotic and uncertain. Throughout the song, the singer contemplates their desires and impulses, wondering if they will ever be able to find true satisfaction.


The song's chorus repeats the question "Do you mind, if I touch ya?" suggesting a physical desire or urge for intimacy, but it can also be interpreted as a metaphor for deeper emotional connection. The singer seems to be in a state of constant flux, shifting between moments of intensity and moments of vulnerability.


The verses are full of vivid poetic imagery, such as the lines "Bring some wine and some sensodyne / Then you can be my favorite dodo" which paints a surreal picture of a strange, idiosyncratic world. The song incorporates elements of rock, pop, and electronic music, creating a soundscape that feels both nostalgic and futuristic.


Overall, the song conveys a sense of restlessness and longing that is relatable to many listeners. Its abstract, poetic lyrics leave room for a wide range of interpretations, making it a song that can resonate with people in different ways.



Line by Line Meaning

All I be needing is Tobacco and draw
I only need cigarettes to keep me relaxed


Better let me into your Country though. Then I can show you what You're missing me for
If you let me into your world, I'll show you what you've been missing without me


I'm a night kind of animal
I am someone who enjoys staying up late


Got a receiver, What you testing me for?
I have all the information I need, there is no need to test me


I was scared so I ate 'em all, They tasted good, But they make me look old
I got scared and ate all my snacks, but now I regret it because it makes me look old


And ooh, you teach Like a toothache, I'm not here for my sake, How long will this mickey take
Your teachings are painful, but I am not here for myself, how long will this torture continue?


There's heavy entertainment, Out here on the pavement, The men about you gotta Get away
There's a lot going on outside on the streets, men should stay away from you


Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind, If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?
Is it okay with you if I touch you?


I'll think you're famous If that's what ya want But you can pick your Own pulpit, You must fill your own fonts
If you want to be famous, I'll believe it, but ultimately, you need to make your own mark


Bring some wine And some sensodyne Then you can be my Favorite dodo Anyone fancy Monaco
Bring some wine and toothpaste, and then you can be my favorite, Does anyone want to go to Monaco?


I'm a placebo they're Chasing me fool Don't be scared You could eat 'em all They taste good But they make you look old
I am a fake cure and people are chasing me. Don't be afraid, you could eat all your favorite snacks, but they make you look old


Ooh, you sick little cup cake, You could be a keepsake, You jukebox to generate
You are unwell, but still a sweet little thing. You can be kept as a memory, like a jukebox that generates happiness


In need of containment, I'm mad about you Gotta get away
I need to control myself, I am obsessed with you, I need to leave


Anyone fancy Monaco?
Does anyone want to go to Monaco?


Go get a portable Recliner bin Must take a photo for sure Got our our problems and A real long name And she gets high on Rollin' roll-ups
Get a portable recliner bin, take a photo for sure. We have many problems, including a long name. She likes to get high on rolling cigarettes


Do, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh ya mind, If I, I, I, I, I, I touch ya?
Is it okay with you if I touch you?




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS, KELVIN ANDREWS, CHAZ JANKEL, DANIEL MOULD

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Philip Kassabian


on Win Some Lose Some

Yet another fantastic Robbie Williams song. Absolutely fantastic.

Philip Kassabian


on Millennium

What a fantastic song by Robbie Williams.

Edy Souza


on Advertising Space

:)

Edy Souza


on Angels

Love! Love!

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