Salome

Song Salome
Artist Little Feat
Album Rooster Rag

Lyrics

I know this
Jasper girl whose name is
Salome Bear east on
Sixty-Three south of
Aquacay You're still in
Texas, but just a stone's throw away '
Cross the river lies
Louisian-i-ay
Whoa-oh whorehouse moan
Love that fat-back boiled in bone
Salty gravy seasoned with tears
Keep me happy for a hundred years
She got corn on the cob, black-eyed peas and ham
Served with salty gravy for the kind of man
I am She got roast potato, pheasant under glass
Moonshine in a
Dixie cup, knock you back on your ass
Salty, salty gravy
Fat-back boiled in bone
Salty, salty gravy
Texas whorehouse moan
If you got an appetite she can't satisfy
Ain't her fault you couldn't, not 'cause she didn't try
No dance of seven veils to feast your eyes upon
Get down and lose yourself, come on baby come on
Whoa-oh whorehouse moan
Give me fat-back boiled in bone
Salty gravy seasoned with tears
Keep me happy for a hundred years
Last whorehouse in
Texas, damn near on the
State line
I can't tell you how
I wish Salome was mine
I'd marry that lady today, move down to
New Orleans
Spite of what people say how she's too good for the likes of me
Whoa-oh whorehouse moan
Give me fat-back boiled in bone
Salty gravy seasoned with tears
Keep me happy for a hundred years
Each year on her birthday
I send a big bouquet
Of red, red, red roses and a jug of fine tokay
Salty, salty gravy, maybe crepe suzette
Forty second of
July, a date
I don't forget
Salty, salty gravy
Fat-back boiled in bone
Salty, salty gravy
Texas whorehouse moan