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    Sittin' on a sack of beans
    Sittin' down in New Orleans
    You wouldn't believe what I've seen
    Sitting on that sack of beans

    Lunatics on pogo sticks
    Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
    Hicks don't mix with politics
    People on the street just kickin' to the licks

    Yes my favorite place to be
    Is not a land called Hannah 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 dick 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 willy

    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
    I'll 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 ass on the goddamn block
    Rockin' to the beat of the funcky ass meters
    She has one of those built in heaters

    I kiss your hair your skin so bare
    I'll 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
    Cockatoo drag queens shakin' their bells
    Silver sound escapes the trumpet
    Watch your leg someone might hump it

    Chicken strut your butt let's rock
    Gettin' it on under your frock
    Flowing like a flame all through the night
    My girl's insane but it's 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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