Where the elite always meet Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams Or just how much it really means The land of dreams where I can lose My Basin Street blues Now won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take a trip to the land of dreams

'Cause since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me And I think of all the things, What you're doing and in my head I paint a

I'd rather walk alone than let them throw dirty confetti I'd rather walk alone, I'd rather walk alone No I won't miss you, I won't cry, I don't regret it No I won't stand for it, no I don't need confetti And you can treat another to your lies, you'll

Don't go hungry Don't go hungry, oh no You ain't return my call yet Baby, don't you hurt my pride 'Cause I won't be no pushover You don't know what you're missing really Y'all man ain't no massive, is a boy like we We sweet like chocolate So no girl will

You never gonna change me I was already changin' I was wrong they say Flowers in the garden that won't grow Flowers on the train, it's not the same Flowers in the garden Life won't grow if we never change I'm missin'

Choppa won't miss a nigga Hundred round drum killin' everybody Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew! Yeah! We ain't wasting no time (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Splat, splat, splat, woo! She hop on the dick and she split Hop on my dick like a bitch

'Cause since I've come on home, Well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair And the way you like to dress Won't you come on over Stop making a fool out of me Why don't you come on over Valerie? Well sometimes I go out by myself

And now I'm missin' your love I'm faded once again, I don’t know where I am But I just know I'm driftin' far from you I'm tryna keep my head strong, but my heart won't Just let me grow away from you Don't you know we're driftin' off, driftin' off? I know

Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, down to New Orleans The band's there to meet us Old friends there to greet us Where all the proud and elite folks meet Heaven on earth, they

Ha ha ha ha ha ha Oh I won't, never once, make you cry Mary, if you want to I'll waive my right I'd be on the corner Just passin' time No I won't, ever once, make you cry Just to kiss, oh I'll miss your goodbye We'll go to the disco