Ghost of Tchoupitoulas St.

Caught at a four-way light In a fortnight's gloom Quick something shining bright, An angel I presume "Is she hungry?" She looks like a railway child "Is she lonely?" Her eyes are hazel and wild In the manhole steam Could it be a deep sleep dream? Lately things ain't what they seem, no, Somethin' tells me she's the Ghost of Tchoupitoulas St. "Quick! Pull the taxi over!" My voice it tells the man I run bathing' in the moon To catch her if I can "Have you seen her?" I beg of the midnight clown "Or did I dream her?" He does his best to calm me down I must've smoked too much Lately I been outta touch Well, my heart is limping on no crutch He tells me that she's just the Ghost of Tchoupitoulas St. Well, now I'm hung up On a damsel dressed in green I must've rung up Eeverybody that I knew Could give a sign to me "Tell me Fredie, did ya see?" "I see her floatin' by the Christmas tree" I've seen too much voodoo Down on Tchoupitoulas Let me know if you do Down on Tchoupitoulas I've seen too much hoodoo Down on Tchoupitoulas St. Yeah