Stackolee

The end of the summer, down in New Orleans Should've called, got caught up in the scene Ain't nothin' wrong, ain't a damn thing right Gonna be comin' home but baby, not tonight The reason I'm stayin' is every thing's swayin' It feels too good to leave Pay all the bullshit, send me the receipts I don't know where I'll be The bayou's callin', the gypsy's out tonight French quarter lamps are burnin', lamps are burning bright Now I'm the kind of man, that will throw caution to the wind, all night long I'll be here 'til the end, the caravan awaits me in a place within my mind Wish you could be here, I guess another time, oh another time Woo, hoo, yeah, yeah, ain't life grand All the pushin', and huggin', and pushin', and tuggin' And woo, hoo, yeah, yeah, ain't life grand All the pissin' and moanin', and jerkin' me off I said, woo, hoo, yeah, yeah, ain't life grand Oh, ain't life grand Oh woo, hoo, yeah, yeah, ain't life grand All the drinkin', and takin', and fakin' it all I said, woo, hoo, yeah, yeah, ain't life grand All the touchin', and feelin', and bumpin', and squealin' Now woo, hoo, oh yeah, ain't life grand All the kickin', and screamin', all the lyin', and cheatin' Now, woo, hoo, yeah, yeah, ain't life grand Ain't life grand, ain't life grand Ain't it grand baby? Ain't life grand baby? Ain't life grand mama? Sweet daddy grand Mama grand, brother grand, woman grand Papa grand, granny grand, baby grand Oh, I need a damn gram