Basin Street, that's the street,
Where the elite always meet,
In New Orleans, the Land of Dreams,
You'll never know how nice it seems or just how much it really means,
I'm glad to be, Yes siree,
Where the welcome's free. They're so good to me,
That's where I can lose, my Basin Street Blues.

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