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 dick 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 willy    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 ass on the goddamn block  Rockin' to the beat of the funky ass meters  She has one of those built in heaters    [repeat MII]    Voodoo gurus casting their spells  Cockatoo drag queens shakin' their bells  Silver sound escapes the trumpet  Watch your leg someone might hump it    Chicken strut your butt 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.]