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When I think of you baton rouge
I think of a mariachi band
I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field
I think of a girl I never had

When I think of you baton rouge
I think of a back seat in a car
Windows are foggy and so are we
As the police asked for our i.d.

So helpless
So helpless

Ooohhh, ooohhh, so helpless
Ooohhh, so helpless
Ooohhh, so helpless
So helpless

Well I once had a car lost it in a divorce
The judge was a woman of course
She said give her the car and the house and your taste
Or else I set the trial date

So now when I think of you baton rouge
And the deep southern belles with their touch
I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush
In the fields in the swamps in the rush

In the terra-cotta cobwebs of your mind
When did you start seeing me as a spider spinning web
Of malicious intent and you as poor, poor me
At the fire at the joint, this disinterred and broken mount
In the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried

So helpless, so helpless
So helpless
So helpless, so helpless
So helpless

When was I the villain in your heart
Putting the brake on your start
You slapped my face and cried and screamed
That's what marriage came to mean
The bitterest ending of a dream

You wanted children and I did not
Was that what it was all about
You might get a laugh when you hear me shout
You might get a laugh when you hear me shout
I wish I had


So helpless, so helpless
So helpless
So helpless, so helpless
So helpless

Sometimes when I think of baton rouge
I see us with two and a half strapping sons
One and a half flushed daughters preparing to marry
And two fat grandsons I can barely carry

Daddy, uncle, family gathered there for grace
A dog in a barbecue pit goes up in space
The dream recedes in the morning with a bad aftertaste
And I'm back in the big city worn from the race of the chase
What a waste

So thanks for the card the announcement of child
And I must say you and sam look great
Your daughter's gleaming in that -
- white wedding dress with pride
Sad to say I could never bring that to you that wide smile

So I try not to think of baton rouge
Or of a, of a, of a mariachi band
Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field
And the girl, and the girl I never had

So helpless, so helpless
So helpless
So helpless, so helpless
So helpless
When I think of you baton rouge   I think of a mariachi band   I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field   I think of a girl I never had      When I think of you baton rouge   I think of a back seat in a car   Windows are foggy and so are we   As the police asked for our i.d.      So helpless   So helpless      Ooohhh, ooohhh, so helpless   Ooohhh, so helpless   Ooohhh, so helpless   So helpless      Well I once had a car lost it in a divorce   The judge was a woman of course   She said give her the car and the house and your taste   Or else I set the trial date      So now when I think of you baton rouge   And the deep southern belles with their touch   I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush   In the fields in the swamps in the rush      In the terra-cotta cobwebs of your mind   When did you start seeing me as a spider spinning web   Of malicious intent and you as poor, poor me   At the fire at the joint, this disinterred and broken mount   In the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried      So helpless, so helpless   So helpless   So helpless, so helpless   So helpless      When was I the villain in your heart   Putting the brake on your start   You slapped my face and cried and screamed   That's what marriage came to mean   The bitterest ending of a dream      You wanted children and I did not   Was that what it was all about   You might get a laugh when you hear me shout   You might get a laugh when you hear me shout   I wish I had         So helpless, so helpless   So helpless   So helpless, so helpless   So helpless      Sometimes when I think of baton rouge   I see us with two and a half strapping sons   One and a half flushed daughters preparing to marry   And two fat grandsons I can barely carry      Daddy, uncle, family gathered there for grace   A dog in a barbecue pit goes up in space   The dream recedes in the morning with a bad aftertaste   And I'm back in the big city worn from the race of the chase   What a waste      So thanks for the card the announcement of child   And I must say you and sam look great   Your daughter's gleaming in that -   - white wedding dress with pride   Sad to say I could never bring that to you that wide smile      So I try not to think of baton rouge   Or of a, of a, of a mariachi band   Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field   And the girl, and the girl I never had      So helpless, so helpless   So helpless   So helpless, so helpless   So helpless