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Louis, Louis & Louis (Louis Armstrong) · Good Gracious! (Lou Donaldson) · Good Gracious! (Lou Donaldson) · Good Gracious! (Lou Donaldson) · Louis Prima Orchestra (Louis Prima) · Louis Prima [Weton] (Louis Prima) · Tribute to Louis Prima, Vol. 1 (Sam Butera) · Tribute to Louis Prima, Vol. 2 (Sam Butera) · Louis Prima [Nocturne] (Louis Prima) · The Best of Louis Prima & His Orchestra (Louis Prima) – and 90 other albums »


by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere

Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere

Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere

Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today, 
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today, 
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
Feel tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron
I'm the 7 in the center of the sun, I keep shinin
My inner light would turn my baby's tear drop to small diamonds
That be twinklin, while my love be
the center of the sun, I keep shinin'
My inner light would turn my baby's tear drop to small diamonds
That be twinklin' while my love be sprinklin'
We stay
But I'm coming home good this time
So baby hold the line 

Your girlfriend called and your bookie friend dropped by
They both need cash, ole Louis
T Verse) 
Baby let's it pour it up 
Let them galardo doors up 
Pat eve for them louis as soon as the tours up 
The million dollar frame is his and her
The vivid colors of your dreams oh

Baby let's it pull up 
Let them galardo doors up 
Pat eve for them louis as soon as the tours up 
The million dollar
You see I go by the name of Kan the Louis Vuitton Don
I'm with my home girl
Who need to hook me up with some of her home girls
Yeah, Janet Jackson
knows so.
My son is the heir to the thrown,
Prince Joso.
So daddy need money,
Mummy need new truies.
Baby needs new shoes,
Preferably the new Louis
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,
By the strength of the quality weed smell
You can tell that I'm somewhere in the building on my Batman shit
Niggas suspended from the ceiling
Not
you
I said, fuck it man, I'ma take my chances
She look good in that shirt, and them respect pants-es yeah
Mami by the bar, every nigga wanna holla
Buyin