Elvis Costello - Sulphur To Sugarcane lyrics

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 'Cos everywhere I travel pretty girls call my name I give 'em as squeeze and they shoot me a wink I buy their hot-headed husbands a long cool drink You'd better come up smelling sweet 'cos you're a long time stinking Then it's a little too late to complain It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down your leg It's like striking a match pretty hard upon a powder keg They'll tell you from the borders to the waters of the Gulf And if you take all the sugar you'll end up in the sulphur And you'll burn in... "Hello, baby I'm a pleased to meet you" "I wouldn't do you wrong, honey" "I wouldn't cheat you, honey'" "When can I see you again?" "Wrap you up in cellophane" It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane... It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane... And your eyes fill up with brine Because you're drowning in wine It's like the last days of Rome With the despots and divine There's no place like home For a little doll from China It's a little too late to complain It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane You can go west to Texas Go east to Mississippi You can run out of money You can run out of pity Throw open your purse Until you're crying for mercy Go to Alabama Escape Louisiana I'm digging like a miner North and South Carolina And then if you continue You will end up in Virginia The woman in Poughkeepsie Take their clothes off when they're tipsy But in Albany, New York They love the filthy way I talk As they gargle with the finest champagne When they can't get the grape or the grain 'Cos it's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane If I could find a piano Here in Bloomington, Indiana I would play it with my toes Until the girls all take their clothes off Women knock upon my door In odd and even numbers But none of them as wild as I discovered in Columbus I gave up married women 'Cause I heard it was a sin But now I'm back in Pittsburgh, I might take them up again Because they gargle with the finest champagne When they can't get the grape or the grain 'Cos it's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane Up in Syracuse I was once falsely accused But I'm not here to hurt you I'mhere to steal your Down in Bridgeport The woman will k** you for sport But inWorcester, Ma**achusetts They just love my sauce The women in Poughkeepsie Take their clothes off when they're tipsy But I hear in Ypsilanti They don't wear any panties... Once they gargle with the finest champagne They hitch up their skirts and exclaim It's not very far, Sugar It's not very far, Sugar It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane