Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lou Reed, artist - The Little Willies. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Lou Reed |
| We were drivin through West Texas |
| The land of beef and pork |
| Where they tend the hides of leather |
| We wear back in New York |
| In a pasture, along a roadside |
| Behind a brokedown shack |
| On a dusky side of evening |
| We saw a figure dressed in black |
| And we don’t mean to sound like we’re trippin |
| But we swear to God |
| We saw Lou Reed cow tippin |
| Cow tippin |
| Hey Lou, «Is that you?» |
| She said as we pulled to the shoulder |
| He just said, «Go screw.» |
| And then he turned and tipped one over |
| Under a spitshine Western sky |
| The color of blue varnish |
| Hey it’s like Fellini |
| Actually I’m thinkin more like Jim Jarmusch |
| And we can’t say how much we’ve been sippin |
| But we swear to God |
| We saw Lou Reed cow tippin |
| Cow tippin |
| I got cops on the cell |
| I said I got a little story to tell |
| Lou Reed is in the cow pen |
| They said, Oh no! |
| Not again! |
| And we hope our perceptions isn’t slippin |
| But we swear to God |
| We saw Lou Reed cow tippin |
| Cow tippin |
| Cow tippin |
| Cow tippin |
| Cow tippin |
| You really think that was Lou Reed? |
| Cow tippin |
| I’m sure it was, he was wearing black Levis |
| Cow tippin |
| I thought he was a vegetarian |
| Cow tippin |
| He’s just tippin them over, he wasn’t eating them |
| Cow tippin |
| Oh |
| Cow tippin |