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Serpentine

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Maybe it's just age or a thousand other fears That took me back tonight to my early carnival years I can see the parade a-movin' like the source of the old gulf stream Oh what a lovely dream Adolescent lust was begging for a start As I side-stepped those Brothers with their sacred hearts Yet for those two weeks a year, it was all about sin Folly's chasin' death, you can count me in There's a flambeaux man with a gold earring And the cold north wind smells like kerosene Here comes the float of the Carnival Queen I want to wrap her in serpentine Hands up high, eyes open wide "Throw me something mister" That's why you ride Cracker Jacks with toys inside Real beyond our wildest dreams Floats and masks and a two mule team Some things really are The way they seem Beads and confetti were littering the air When the Queen looked at me with her Ava Gardner stare Though tomorrow would bring ashes and penance by the ton Mardi Gras's where I learned to have fun There's a flambeaux man with a gold earring And the cold north wind smells like kerosene I'm still in love with the Carnival Queen I want to wrap her in serpentine Still want to wrap her in serpentine It was the devil

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