I'd like another Bourbon Street [......] oh so sweet Hold that down, you better keep it neat For when it's over, it was incomplete Oh, I took it down and said, oh, oh have a seat But I don't live down on Bourbon Street No more, no more, no more, no more No, I don't live down on Bourbon Street no more. Bourbon Street lordy-town You better keep it sweet Put all your loving apples on your feet But I don't even mind if you want to scratch your feet You can bag it down in butter, butter sweet Now don't [ease???] on my Bourbon Street. Now, Bourbon Street A happiness will get you, Bourbon Street The girls they won't forget you down on Bourbon Street. Here they come now Here they come now Here they come now.