Little Feat - Salome

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 lou'isian-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 upon 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' cuz she didn't try
No dance of seven veils
To feast your eyes upon
Get down and lose yourself
Come on baby c'mon

Whoa-oh whorehouse moan
Gimme 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 to new orleans
Spite of what people say (how)
She's too good for the likes of me

Whoa-oh whorehouse moan
Gimme 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, 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