Bourbon Street

[Verse 1]

I'd like another Bourbon Street

[?] oh so sweet

Hold that down, you better keep it neat

For when it’s over, it was incomplete

Oh, I took it down and said, oh, oh have a seat

But I don't live down on Bourbon Street

No more, no more, no more, no more

No, I don't live on Bourbon Street no more

[Verse 2]

Bourbon Street lordy-town

You better keep it sweet

Put all your loving apples on your feet

But I don’t even mind if you want to scratch your feet

You can bag it down in butter, butter sweet

Now don't [?] on the Bourbon Street

[Verse 3]

Now, Bourbon Street

A happiness will get you

Bourbon Street

The girls they won't forget you down at Bourbon Street

Here they come now

Here they come now

Here they comе now

Here they comе now

Oh them little girls

[Verse 4]

Well, I went down a-looking for Bourbon Street

I look so high and low and then it took me off my feet

Bourbon Street

Oh man, let me tell ya, Bourbon Street

Mister bartender, I'll have another Bourbon Street

(Oh play it pretty now, boys!

Ah, sounds marvelous

Oh, shit

Yes, yes

Yes, a ton of joy

Oh, I can't take it no more)

[Verse 5]

Well let me tell ya, Bourbon Street

Let me have another Bourbon Street

Tell me young brother I want a Bourbon Street

I want a Bourbon Street now

Mister bartender, I'll have-

I'll have another Bourbon Street