Give me lace and whiskey, Mama's own remedy.
Nurse Rozetta, I won't let her catch me peering down her sweeter.
If you blink your eyes or go get a Coke, you've missed 10 things.
She's cool in bed, as she ought to be, cuz Ethyl's dead.
You just let your lower self go, and then it takes on all these aspects of the society - the city with horns blowing, the people yelling things at each other, and the all-in-all violence and chaos of the city. Put that on stage with music, and that's what this is.
Why don't you pass the gun around and give everyone a shot.