Blackeyed Blonde

Pumpin' the blood through the heart of New Orleans
She’s the mystic heat of the Bourbon Street dream
She’s just made out of flesh and bones
But let me tell you little boy
You better leave her alone
Leroy Brown thought he was bad too
'Till she left him floatin' in the old bayou
She’s the kind of girl
She’s built like a bomb
She’s the blackeyed, blackeyed
Blackeyed blonde, get down!
That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch
French electric sex a cock shocking swamp fox
Heaten queen of sleeze she’s hot to box
But let me tell you little boy
She’ll clean your clock
A slick and sly spy
Stuck in the muck of the moat
Blew his mind to find a diamond in the boat
Double-o-dooms day for Mr. James Bond
She’s the blackeyed, blackeyed
Blackeyed blonde, Get down!