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Apache Rose Peacock Lyrics

Sittin' on a sack of beans
Sittin' down in New Orleans
You wouldn't believe what I've seen
Sitting on that sack of beans
Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
Hicks don't mix with politics
People on the street just kickin' to the licks

Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee [MI.]
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in New Orleans

Oh good brother just when I thought
That I had seen it all
My eyes popped out, my d*** got hard
And I dropped my jaw

I saw a bird walkin down the block
Name Apache Rose Peacock
I could not speak I was in shock
I told my knees to please not knock

[repeat MI.]
A little boy came along
Name of Louis Armstrong
Said that girl who left me silly
She liked the looks of me and my w****

So I found her in the quarter
Good God how I adored her
Oh she made me feel so cozy
When she told me I could call her Rosey

I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I'll take you with me girl anywhere [MII]
You fare well in stormy weather
I never met a girl that I liked better

Twinkle twinkle little star
Shining down on my blue car
Drivin' down the boulevard
She was soft and I was hard
Apache Rose gotta rockin' peacock
Hottest a** on the g****** block
Rockin' to the beat of the funky a** meters
She has one of those built in heaters

[repeat MII]

Voodoo gurus casting their spells
c***atoo drag queens shakin' their bells
Silver sound escapes the trumpet
Watch your leg someone might hump it

Chicken strut your b*** let's rock
Gettin' it on under your frock
Flowing like a flame all through the night
My girl's insane but it's all right

[repeat MI.]
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