Club Zydeco Moon

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She was a dancer at the Club Zydeco Moon
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An all night social house and all day saloon

She had the face and body the devil's own desire
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Her lips were full and sugar sweet as blackberry wine

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She danced around my table
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Flashin' gris-gris eyes at me
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Swayin' to the tempo of a squeezebox melody

She reached down and snatched the folded money

from my fist
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So easy to give into and too hard to resist

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She did her business underneath the candle light
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Always aware of Mama Zuzu's watchful eye

How many young boys have lost their innocence
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Turned into old men wonderin' where their
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money went

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What happened 20 years ago seem like yesterday

I don't drive through that part of town,
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I go the other way

She still dances through my bedroom every time I

go to sleep
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To the rhythm of the music that the squeezebox
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player keeps

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I smell the incense burning Mama Zuzu's cigarette
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Louisiana heat wave and the midnight summer sweat

Somewhere down that alley there's an old run down saloon
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She's waiting there for me at Club Zydeco Moon

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She danced around my table
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Flashin' gris-gris eyes at me
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Swayin' to the tempo of a squeezebox melody

She reached down and snatched the folded money

from my fist
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So easy to give into and too hard to resist