My friend Tim wrote these words, when he returned from New Orleans, before Katrina that is, so I put the music to it, and let Tim sing it.
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Story behind the song
I liked Tim's Lyrics, so out came this song.
Lyrics
It’s a hot night in New Orleans, the moist air smells like Gin,
The ladies slink down Bourbon street, and my hearts set on sin,
I stumble in the Red Door, there’s Voodoo in the air.
I glance across the dance floor at a mane of coal black hair.
Chorus: Is she a little Devil, is she a Cajun witch,
I don’t care what she is, I’ve got to have that Bourbon Bitch.
She is a Cajun temptress, With her hair of coal,
The things that she’ll do to you, will make you lose your soul,
Her neck adorned with beads, she steals across the floor,
When she moved toward me, I new my life would not be like before.
Chorus:
She Pushed me in the corner, wrapped her body round me tight,
She kept the move right on me, till I couldn’t see the light,
As I turn out of control, my body starts to twitch,
She looks at me and say’s, “Look Man I ain’t noone’s Bourbon Bitch.
Chorus:
Now I could never forget New Orleans, she new that all too well,
That Cajun Bourbon Bitch, had got me in her Spell. La La La La La
