Sittin on a sack of beans
Sittin down in new orleans
You wouldnt believe what Ive seen
Sitting on that sack of beans

Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
Hicks dont mix with politics
People on the street just kickin to the licks

Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called honah lee
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in new orleans

Oh good brother just when I tought
That I had seen it all
My eyes popped out, my d___ got hard
And I dropped my jaw

I saw a bird walkin down the block
Name apache rose peacock
I could not speak I was in shock
I told my knees to please not knock

Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called honah lee
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in new orleans

A little boy came along
Name of louis armstrong
Said that girl who left me silly
She liked the looks of me and my w____

So I found her in the quarter
Good God how I adored her
Oh she made me feel so cozy
When she told me I could call her rosey

I kiss your hair your skin so bare
Ill take you with me girl anywhere
You fare well in stormy wheater
I never met a girl that I like better

Twinkle twinkle little star
Shining down on my blue car
Drivin down the boulevard
She was soft and I was hard

Apache rose gotta rockin peacock
Hottest a__ on the g______ block
Rockin to the beat of the funcky a__ meters
She has one of those built in heaters

I kiss your hair your skin so bare
Ill take you with me girl anywhere
You fare well in stormy wheater
I never met a girl that I like better

Voodoo gurus casting their spells
c___atoo drag queens shakin their bells
Silver sound escapes the trumpet
Watch your leg someone might hump it

Chicken strut your b___ lets rock
Gettin it on under your frock
Flowing like a flame all through the night
My girls insane but its all right

Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called honah lee
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in new orleans

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