you do it, until you break it It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Well, down in New Orleans
going down that long, lonesome road Got in trouble down in New Orleans I must admit that I was strung out, painted in the corner of a limousine Someone called Piano
But I did, and I do, and I will, and I won't settle for my bed that's increasingly cold. I dream every night that you're biting my wrists; New Orleans
Mardi Gras in New Orleans' Album: 'Mardi Gras in New Orleans' Mardi Gras Records MG1001 (1987) Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com While you stroll in New Orleans
- trmbs. C. Kerr & E. Thompson & E. Nash -trumpets. S. Quezergue - shaker. New Orleans. Watch Records #45-1900 Album: Mardi Gras in New Orleans (1987
Now if you've ever been down to New Orleans Then you can understand just what I mean All through the week it's quiet as a mouse And on Saturday night
boogie man Nothin' makes you feel better than the boogie woogie can So don't you be afraid of the boogie man He'll take you down to New Orleans where
o, e four o, huh. Finna get it crankin up in this biatch, what. Finna get it crankin up in this biaiatch. V-town (v-town), new orleans. Check it out. [
make you do it, until you break it It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Well, down in New Orleans
Deep down in Lousiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a
Now if you've ever been down to New Orleans Then you can understand just what I mean All through the week it's quiet as a mouse But on Saturday night
with me) Down to the Mississippi (down to the Mississippi) We'll take the boat to the land of dreams Steamin' down that river down to the New Orleans
Outside in New Orleans, the heat was almost frightening But my hotel room as usual was freezing and unkind On TV, they prosecute anyone who's exciting
and make you do it, until you break it It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Well, down in New Orleans
Huh, E four O, E four O, huh Finna get it crankin' up in this biatch, what? Finna get it crankin' up in this biaiatch? V-town, New Orleans, check it
desoeuvree Ou quelques vieux noirs survivants se meurent sur un vieil air Musique endiablee, fluide et fluctuante Repetee mille fois, meme jeu, meme sourire Piano
the Boogie Man. Nothin' makes you feel better than the boogie woogie can. So don't you be afraid of the Boogie Man: He'll take you down to New Orleans