Down in New Orleans

My baby's down in New Orleans
She looks good in a pair of jeans
She's getting ahead by any means

Red light flashing on the sheets
Voodoo brings her to her feets
Like a zombie on the streets

If she ever comes home
We won't need to go to Rome
To absolve her of her sins
I will forgive and let her in
Baby, please come home to me

My baby's down in New Orleans
She's looking good in a pair of jeans
She's gonna die in New Orleans