Blame It On New Orleans

歌詞

I like the morning, I'm fond of afternoons I love the evening, but it's over too soon What's wrong with me? I blame it on New Orleans I like hot sauce, love that southern style I try to find a way everyday to smile Quite honestly I blame it on New Orleans Whoa, some people find disturbing What goes on down on Bourbon beats all you ever saw Except for Mardi Gras and that's a whole other thing I like the people, they make the most of life They take a real good thing and bam, add a little spice But that's just me I blame it on New Orleans I like the ladies, hey, what's not to like And on occasion when they act unladylike Historically they blame it on New Orleans I like the music, blues and dixieland I play air trombone, the Preservation Hall Band Categorically I blame it on New Orleans Nola, Cafe du Monde and Mother's And K-Paul and all the other I never get my fill and I never will, no sir The whole world can sing "The Saints Go Marching In" It won't be long they're gonna march again You wait and see and blame it New Orleans There will come a day, I'd like to think When war's a song and hurricane's a drink Eventually let's blame it on New Orleans Hey, don't blame me but blame it on New Orleans New Orleans