I'd say that Mardi Gras' a bunch of bullsh** Why're all them f**ers dancin' around? I met some guy who'd got the operation We went inside and talked all day I told him things down there don't seem ok I'm sick and tired of rice n' beans Dixieland and drunk marines I hung out with a couple of chicks that went out drinking Some local scrounges socked 'em up Grandpa's been squeezing me till I go bathroom We stayed up late and cried all night I told him everything would be all right He took me over to New Orleans I guess I know now what he means...down in New Orleans I guess I wish I hadn't flown Cos I got booze and strippers back at home Quickly turned into one big rash Gypsies, vendors, po' white trash... Josh, it's Christina. I was just calling to inform you that you lose and I am so unimpressed and over it, so I just thought I'd call and let you know. You can just lose my number and you have a great life now rockstar. Bye