(John Kay)
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Down in New Orleans
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The nights are hot and long
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Ev'ry day's Saturday night
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Down in the quarter
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The music's loud and strong
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Wish I'd be there tonight
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Down in New Orleans
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The nights are free and wild
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Women will treat you all right
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Down from the quarter they're calling me
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And I wish I could go tonight
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Every time I walk on by
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The joints on Bourbon Street
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I feel a glow from my head
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Right down to my feet
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They're places of ev'ry description
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Where no one cares who you are
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There are people of all persuasions
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Carousing in the crowded bars
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Down in New Orleans
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The nights are free and wild
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Women will treat you all right
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Down from the quarter they're calling me
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And I wish I could go tonight
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Walk right on in, sit right down
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Drink a hurricane
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While everybody gathers 'round
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To watch the dancers undulate
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The workin' girl in the corner
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Is hitting the local bar
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And everyone in the quarter
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Brace themselves for Mardi Gras
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Down in New Orleans...
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Down In New Orleans
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| John Kay |
