Lyrics:
an innocent lamb
Now I can never show my face at noon
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
The fortune queen of New Orleans
Was brushing her cat in her black limousine
On the backseat were scratches from
The marks of men her fortune she
Jump right in and jam it
No need to say no
Oh, oh, oh
(I'm not in the mood) I'm not in the mood
(I'm not in the mood) to be shy
To stand by
of me as
The girl most likely yea yea yea the girl most likely
To wind up in uhhuh jam they judged by the way I looked not the way I am
Well I guess
When I walk through a jam, no one knows who I am,
Put your head on my chest, and I am Mr. Success.
Never closed me a deal, all at once I'm a wheel,
Walkin' along, whistlin' a song
Barefoot and fancy free
A big riverboat, passing us by
She's headed for New Orleans
There she goes
Disappearing
I met and old man on a gray hound, on my way down to New Orleans,
He started talking in the back seat, he pulled out a flask and passed it to me.
Jump right in and jam it
No need to say no
Oh, oh, oh
(I'm not in the mood) I'm not in the mood
(I'm not in the mood) to be shy
To stand by
went on tour, just us four
Went to New Orleans, got there at 3am
Start to score gigs, we were mad tight
Busking by day, playing clubs at night
You
And that ole highway song is just not where it's at
The trees roll by and the white lines hold me back
From mobile to Denver there's something that they all
A chimney cloud's above the treeline
Perfect little snowflakes dancin' down real fine
Neighbor kids they're skatin' by
People waving, sayin' hi
all over the world
I'm in New York at the Puerto Rican Day Parade
Then at night, I'm in New Orleans drinkin' hand grenades
Outnumbered by
Now I can never show my face at noon
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
I've
she just walked up the block
She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone
Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll
ain't even shook (pussy)
And I'll just stop right now 'cause I don't need a hook
I'm a 59 soldier, New Orleans stunner
Dodgin' NOPD they always out
Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom
[Chorus]
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again (3x)
[Will I
They're really rockin' in boston, pittsburgh, pa,
Deep in the heart of texas and 'round the frisco bay.
All over st. louis, 'way down in new orleans
Road trip to New Orleans
Or gettin' married in Vegas
Sunsets down on the sand
Lettin' loose and goin' crazy
Somewhere, somebody tonight is falling in
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
You drop a dime in the box play a
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
the block
She raised a few eyebrows and went on down alone
Now won't you batter down by Boton Rouge River Queen roll it on
Take that woman on down to New
raised a few eyebrows and
Went on down alone
Now won't you batter down by Boton
Rouge River Queen roll it on
Take that woman on down to
New Orleans New
The shadows
By the waters deep
And wake in
The moonlight
And pray my soul to keep
Til I get back
To New Orleans
Where my body sleeps
You ready
I'm going back
and
The witch queen of New Orleans
She lived in a world of magic
Possessed by the devil's skew
From a shack near the swamp lands
Of mud pie brick
Marie
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