| You’ll never know
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| What heaven means
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| Until you’ve been down to New Orleans
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| You ain’t been livin' till you cuddle and coo
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| With some black-eyed baby by de old bayou
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| You’ve never seen
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| You’ve never seen those Cupid doll queens
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| Like they got 'em in New Orleans
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| And, ooh, they love you like no-one can
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| It makes you awful glad that you were born a man.
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| If-if-if you ain’t been there
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| Then you ain’t been nowhere
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| The livin’s lazy and the lovin’s fine
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| If you feel low down
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| So help me Hannah
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| You should lose the blues in Loui-si-i-si-ana.
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| Get the lead
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| Get the lead out of your jeans
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| And hot foot it down, hot foot down to where?
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| New Orleans
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| Louisiana baby tells you stay awhile
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| Live it up, love it up, southern style
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| Way down in New New Orleans. |