Kitty DeBow
[Verse 1]
Down in New Orleans, where the liquor do flow.
Once lived a lady named Kitty DeBow.
Now Kitty was a call girl, and she wasn't cheap.
She was known to pick your pockets when you fall asleep.
"¨[Verse 2]
Now Kitty's papa really didn't approve of her new craft.
He didn't want her hanging "˜round the local riffraff.
Now Kitty wouldn't have it the way her papa said,
So she packed up her belongings with nothing to dread.
[Chorus]
Kitty did a rolly in the parking lot.
Papa found out and began to shout.
Kitty bought a ticket for a getaway train.
Now two years running she's the Mardi Gras queen.
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[Verse 3]
Now Kitty hasn't seen her papa in days.
Kitty keeps rolling every night and day.
If you're ever down south where the Gulf meets the river,
Just give her a call, and she'll escort you to dinner.
[Chorus]
(Ya know, I wonder if Kitty ever met the Florida Cracker. Yeah, he claims he never gets laid. Maybe if he met Kitty, he'd get lucky"¦)