1. New Orleans ladies. A sassy style that'll, drive you crazy.
And they hold you like the light, hugs a wick, when there's candles burnin.
Them Creole babies. Are thin and brown, and downright lazy.
And they roll, Oh just like the river. A little way, but last forever.
All the way. From Bourbon Street, to Asplanade.
They sashay by. They sashay by.
2. New Orleans Ladies. A flair for life. For love and laughter.
And they hold you like the night. Like it holds a chill, when
there's cold winds blowin. Them Creole babies, you know they, strut and sway,
from dusk till dawning. And they, roll roll just like a river.
A little way's gonna last, last forever.
All the way. From Bourbon Street, to Asplanade.
They sashay by. They sashay by.
All the way. From Bourbon Street, to Asplanade.
They sashay by. They sashay by.
All the way. From Bourbon Street, to Asplanade.
They sashay by. They sashay by.