Edith Grove wrote on Apr 21
st, 2011 at 5:11pm:
mojoman wrote on Apr 16
th, 2011 at 2:16pm:
Edith?
I was watching this on the French news last week, along with the six-year-old girl that got patted down at N.O. International.
Yeah, I live in a strange city.
One-time luck, a-take care how you use it
A-try to make it last all night
And if you take your pick, be careful how you choose it
Sometimes it's hard to feel it bite, feel it bite
A man I know went down to Louisiana
Had himself a bad, bad fight-a
And when the sun peeks through, John Cameron will see Santa
and kiss the whiskers left and right, whiskers
Now, now, now, a fight subsides out at a hotel in the Quarter
Our friendship took a bash tonight
Now, love gets hot, look far for a sea with water
Growin' whiskers in there through the night
Whiskers
Down on Bourbon Street, you know it's right
You'll be seein' my friends
when they run around all through the night
Most everywhere, 'till that closet's bare
Want for the razor, fun doin' up my hair
New Orleans queens sure know how to shmooze it
Maybe for some that seems alright
When I step out and strut down with my sugar
She better not talk like Barry White
Now, one-time luck, take care how you use it
Try to make it last all night
And if you take your pick, be careful how you choose it
Sometimes it's hard to feel it bite-a