Going to Louisiana, baby, behind the sun If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck You know I just found out My trouble's just begun I'm going to New Orleans get me a Mojo Hand I would swim to the bottom Drink myself back up I'm gonna get you

It ain't my fault It ain't my fault you keep turning me on Oh my God, what is this Want you all in my business No I-I-I-I, can't be responsible If I-I-I-I, get you in trouble now See you're-'re-'re-'re, too irresistible Yeah, that's for sure So if I put

I'm into it I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it This couch is getting smaller, but it's my favorite place Don't even ask the question, you know what I'm gonna say Whatever trouble that you're thinking, I could get into it I see a king-sized bed in the

Come on baby Are you ready for the tweekend Forget about rehab The drugs are so advanced Its a mother fucking method It dont stop Why get involved with a rockstar with a troubled history Tommy seemed to know the difference