I bloodied my hands while I scrubbed Jackson Square.
Was stripped of my skin in Metairie somewhere.
Turned in my liver to a guy with a glass
Traded my cha-cha for one with no class.
Was walking St. Charles, taking the air
When the streetcar swung by and stripped off my hair.
My guts went to church and somehow got spilled
And I have no idea where l lost all my will.
I got a ridiculous mouth
I got nothing to say
I got tits for the ages
I like it that way.
My teeth are still with me ‘cept the ones in the back
Which a guy with a fist took down at the Shack.
Dancing one night at the Maple Street Bar
I traded my feet for the keys to a car.
One August night I lay down in the street
Handless and hairless with no organs or feet.
I prayed God to take me but he’d just made a start.
And there in the street he melted my heart.
I got a ridiculous mouth
I got nothing to say
I got tits for the ages
I like it that way.
I crawled to St. Louis, cemetery bound
asking the devil to take my life now.
Face down in the dirt I stayed there all day
Found that the worms took my soul where I lay.
I got a ridiculous mouth
I got nothing to say
I got tits for the ages
I like it that way.
So boys, I’m still here, alive in my cage.
Don’t middle class pity me up on this stage.
Just tuck me a twenty and sit your ass down.
I’ll cover my scars and you buy me a round.
I got a ridiculous mouth
I got nothing to say
I got tits for the ages
You like it that way.
I’ve still got what matters boys stick around here
And I’ll tell you a tale while you sip at your beer.
And when you’re done listening, I’m here to be touched.
And tasted and tickled and flattered and fucked.