Waltzin' Through New Orleans

I was drinkin' at the Blue Nile, had a Sazerac in my hand
Thinking warm thoughts of the time back when I was your man
Thinking maybe I should call you, see how things are in your life
Are you single, are you taken, are you now somebody's wife?

We were dancing we were waltzin' at the Rock and Bowl at night
I was feeling pretty happy as we swayed from left to right
As I danced there with my honey it became so crystal clear
That my dancing gets much better after I've had twenty beers

As I walked on down Decatur, I walked by Café Du Monde
She was eating a beignet and her hair was golden blonde
I said honey I gotta tell you that you're looking really sweet
She was caked in powdered sugar from her hair down to her feet

Saw her standing at the counter, Central Grocery late at night
She was paying for her sandwich and her jeans were really tight
I could see her muffaletta and it glistened in the light
She had more than she could handle so I walked up and I took a bite