Well, it's a straight line as the crow flies,
To a heaven here on earth.
And if you make time, it's a cool drive,
Head down to the coast.
If your taste runs to the gumbo,
Don't know where to go?
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
If your head leaks like a strainer,
The sea comes to your door.
A strange sound from the juke-joint,
A mile just down the road.
Believe it when you hear it,
The sound of the rubbing board.
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
Yeahh..
Move it over,
Open up that lane.
Roll it over,
zydeco
yeahh
wrapped
where
wanna
touch
graces
insane
clifton
bayou
gumbo
music
never
going
flies
brother
listen
rubbing
earth
board
gotta
brakes
buddy
night
beacon
comes
catch
introduce
believe
joint
leaks
place
feeling
right
shining
second
strainer
shrink
statistic
found
strange
sound
stranger
drive
straight
taste
school
there
heaven
coast
through
throw
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