Apache Rose Peacock - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Sittin' on a sack of beans

Sittin' down in New Orleans

You wouldn’t believe what I’ve seen

Sitting on that sack of beans

Lunatics on pogo sticks

Another southern fried freak on a crucifix

Hicks don’t mix with politics

People on the street just kickin' to the licks

Yes, my favorite place to be

Is not a land called Honalee

Oh, mentally or physically

I wanna be in New Orleans

Oh good brother, just when I thought

That I had seen it all

My eyes popped out, my dick got hard

And I dropped my jaw

I saw a bird walkin' down the block

Name Apache Rose Peacock

I could not speak I was in shock

I told my knees to please not knock

Yes, my favorite place to be

Is not a land called Honalee

Oh, mentally or physically

I wanna be in New Orleans

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo

A little boy came along

Name of Louis Armstrong

Said that girl who left me silly

She liked the looks of me and my willy

So I found her in the quarter

Good God, how I adored her

Oh she made me feel so cozy

When she told me I could call her Rosey

I kiss your hair your skin so bare

I’ll take you with me, girl, anywhere

You fare well in stormy weather

I never met a girl that I liked better

Twinkle twinkle little star

Shining down on my blue car

Drivin' down the boulevard

She was soft and I was hard

Apache Rose gotta rockin' Peacock

Hottest ass on the goddamn block

Rockin' to the beat of the funky ass Meters

She has one of those built-in heaters

I kiss your hair your skin so bare

I’ll take you with me, girl, anywhere

You fare well in stormy weather

I never met a girl that I liked better

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo

Doo-ru, doo-ru, doo, doo

Voodoo gurus casting their spells

Cockatoo drag queens shakin' their bells

Silver sound escapes the trumpet

Watch your leg someone might hump it

Chicken strut your butt let’s rock

Gettin' it on under your frock

Flowing like a flame all through the night

My girl’s insane but it’s all right

Yes, my favorite place to be

Is not a land called Honalee

Oh, mentally or physically

I wanna be in New Orleans