Standing in the red of a bourbon street French quarter Where I met a porter who obliged me with his grin He asked me for my time, I said, "I'd a glass of wine" And in my state of mind I opened up, he jumped right in
Oh, things never turn out right Oh, things never turn out right
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Well, he kissed me in the lobby on the way to Pat No, it didn't take much science to discover what was When suddenly a woman a shrunken-headed necklace She me feel so reckless, sexless in my innocence
Oh, things never turn out right
She led me to the levy, I was as a lamb "Don't you know who I am," she said, "Your is free" I was wired like a weapon, I was dancin' like the I woke up feverishly looking down at me
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From the coveted Ark, to in Asia Sodom and Gomorrah, the and the dark Chased by the demon to the caves of the Imprisoned by the in the tales of the Turrin From original sin to blame, for shame, for shame
Oh, some never turn out right Oh, some things never turn out
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