Bourbon Street
Well, I've been living in sin for about a month
Something turns me round it's something that I just
Can't understand, the way I behave
Some people you can never save
On my right hand, I've got a girl on my ear
And in my left hand, I'm throwing back a beer
What can I say of me, you steer clear?
When I'm driving down on Bourbon Street, yeah
Every night we through this little soirée
I'm gonna turn her head until she's mine, all mine
Every night I breed a new disaster
I might be right, I might be wrong
Try to get away and I will bring you right along, so
Sit back, have a seat
Sometimes salty, sometimes sweet
Hard to swallow, but fun to eat
You ain't never leaving Bourbon Street, come on
When I walk the street people step aside
Twirling my cane and smiling wide
Some would say I'm a carnal slave
I put my hands on what I crave
I'm the mayor of this crazy town
Where the queens will party with the clown
Try to swim with me and you're bound to drown
Throw you a line while you're going down, come on
Yeah, I know this street and I own this crowd
And my only companion is a lightning cloud
I seem real nice and easy to trust
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I'm gonna lead you a path to self-destruct
On this crazy train that I conduct
And it's one, two, three, four
Every night we through this little soirée
I'm gonna turn her head until she's mine, all mine
Every night I breed a new disaster
Might be right, might be wrong
Try to get away and I will bring you right along, so
Sit back, have a seat
Sometimes salty, sometimes sweet
Hard to swallow, but fun to eat
You ain't never leaving Bourbon Street
Something turns me round it's something that I just
Can't understand, the way I behave
Some people you can never save
On my right hand, I've got a girl on my ear
And in my left hand, I'm throwing back a beer
What can I say of me, you steer clear?
When I'm driving down on Bourbon Street, yeah
Every night we through this little soirée
I'm gonna turn her head until she's mine, all mine
Every night I breed a new disaster
I might be right, I might be wrong
Try to get away and I will bring you right along, so
Sit back, have a seat
Sometimes salty, sometimes sweet
Hard to swallow, but fun to eat
You ain't never leaving Bourbon Street, come on
When I walk the street people step aside
Twirling my cane and smiling wide
Some would say I'm a carnal slave
I put my hands on what I crave
I'm the mayor of this crazy town
Where the queens will party with the clown
Try to swim with me and you're bound to drown
Throw you a line while you're going down, come on
Yeah, I know this street and I own this crowd
And my only companion is a lightning cloud
I seem real nice and easy to trust
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I'm gonna lead you a path to self-destruct
On this crazy train that I conduct
And it's one, two, three, four
Every night we through this little soirée
I'm gonna turn her head until she's mine, all mine
Every night I breed a new disaster
Might be right, might be wrong
Try to get away and I will bring you right along, so
Sit back, have a seat
Sometimes salty, sometimes sweet
Hard to swallow, but fun to eat
You ain't never leaving Bourbon Street
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Writer(s): Jeff Tuohy
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