Well ya play that Tarantella 
All the hounds they start to roar 
And the boys all go to [bad word] 
Then the Cubans hit the floor 
And they drive along the pipeline 
They tango till they're sore 
They take apart their nightmares 
And they leave them by the door 
 [bad word]  
Let me fall out the window 
With confetti in my hair 
Deal out jack or better 
On a blanket by the stairs 
I'll tell you all my secrets 
But I lie about my past So send me off to bed forever more. 
Make sure they play my theme song 
I guess daisies will have to do 
Just get me to New Orleans 

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And paint shadows on the pews 
Turn the spit on that pig 
Kick the [bad word] and let me down 
Put my clarinet beneath your bed 
Till I get back in town. 
 [bad word] 
Just sure she's all in calico 
And the colour of a doll 
Wave the flag on cadillac day 
And a skillet on the wall 
Cut me a switch or hold your breath 
Till the sun goes down 
Write my name on the hood 
Send me off to another town