Mardi Gras Momma
is so sweet and fine...
She works Bourbon Street
during Mardi Gas time...
Her hair is so long
and her booty is a shakin...
She wants a sugar daddy...
all his money she’ll be a takin...
......
I think that I
shall never see...
Anything as cool
as a Mardi Gras tree...
They grow in New Orleans
nearly every Spring...
As the bands start marching
in full swing...
......
When it’s Carnival time
You can keep your vodka cranberry...
Dat’s when I grab for my Mardi Gras Mary...
When da flambeau start dancin’
And da Bonez Men get all scary...
Dat’s when I grab for my Mardi Gras Mary...
Party Gras all night till you wake the cemetery...
Dat’s when I grab for my Mardi Gras Mary...
......
I wanna fall in love
with a Mardi Gras queen...
Show her a side of New Orleans
that she’s never seen...
Take her to the dark side
of the Marigny...
Show her my real world
without the bourgeoisie...
......
As January 6th approaches
A cautious excitement fills the air...
For all throughout New Orleans
Arrive the King Cakes with Mardi Gras flare...
As the King Cake boxes arrive
At schools and offices all around...
We cut the King Cakes and sink our teeth
Into a delicious sugary mound...
......
Yardi Gras, Yardi Gras
We love our Yardi Gras!
YARDI GRAS!
When da chips are down...
And we’re feeling blue...
We all come together...
It’s just what Who Dats do!
Whether it’s a hurricane...
......
“Throw me something Mister!”
She hollered from the heavens up above...
Some pretty beads...
As she quietly pleaded...
Or maybe a turtle dove...
We lost her way too early...
She was a gift from God...
A beautiful child...
Both sweet and mild...
......
There once was a king
Who was pretty funny...
He wore whites tights
And was tight with his money...
His scepter was small
But his ego was big...
He wore sparkling clothes
And sometimes a wig...
......
Back in 1949, the Krewe of Zulu
elected their brand new king...
And to everyone celebrating Mardi Gras
this man would finally bring...
The kind of Mardi Gras revelry
no New Orleanian had ever seen...
Hail King Louis Armstrong
and his beautiful Mardi Gras queen...
They landed on a tugboat
......
I think that I
shall never see...
Anything as cool
as a Mardi Gras tree...
They grow in New Orleans
nearly every Spring...
As the bands start marching
in full swing...
......