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Mr Jimmy makes a drink with thirty-four different liquorsHe pours it all in one shot glassYou can count the layersHis little wooden bar-roomBetsy tried to blow it awayThey just mopped it back up some you knowIt's all two-lane todayIf you asked me my opinion 'bout it I'd have to sayThere's nobody but a fool or a preacherWould not love it in New-OrleansI said there's nobody but a fool or a preacherWould not love it in New-OrleansLook outThe Mardi Gras is coming up soonI'm gonna be down the street with the music and the boozeThem Crescent City ladies they love to tease and flirtThey steal your heart with one smileAnd a flip of their skirtThey steal my heart with one smileAnd a flip of their skirtI'm gonna dance until I'm dizzyLaugh until it hurts, whoa whooMiss Delacroix can tell you all about your fortunesSongtexteShe knows everything there is to know about hoodo,charms and potionsShe can answer any questions you might care to askWhat to look for in your futureHow to cover up your pastShe said she found it likely, I'd be coming back there fastThere's nobody but a fool or a preacherWould not love it in New-OrleansI said there's nobody but a fool or a preacherWould not love it in New-OrleansThere's nobody but a fool or a preacherWould not love it in New-OrleansI said there's nobody but a fool or a preacherWould not love it in New-Orleans Aus Songtexte Mania