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Baton Rouge
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Baton Rouge was released on January 1, 2000 by Rhino/Warner Records as a part of the album Ecstasy
AlbumEcstasy
January 1, 2000
LabelRhino/Warner Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM102
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When I think of you, Baton Rouge
I think of a mariachi band
I think of sixteen and a crisp green football field
I think of the girl I never had
When I think of you, Baton Rouge
I think of a backseat in a car
Windows are foggy and so are we
As the police asked for our ID
[Verse 2]
So helpless
So helpless
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
So helpless
Ooh-ooh-ooh
So helpless
Ooh-ooh-ooh
So helpless
So helpless
[Verse 3]
Well, I once had a car, lost it in a divorce
The judge was a woman, of course
She said, "Give her the car and the house
And your taste
Or else I set the trial date"
So now when I think of you, Baton Rouge
And the deep Southern belles with their touch
I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush
In the fields, in the swamps, in the rush
In the terracotta cobwebs of your mind
When did you start seein' me as a spider spinning web?
Of malicious intent and you as poor, poor me
At the fire at the joint
This disintated and broken mount
In the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried
[Verse 4]
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
[Verse 5]
When was I the villain in your heart?
Putting the brake on your start
You slapped my face and cried and screamed
That's what marriage came to mean
The bitterest ending of a dream
You wanted children and I did not
Was that what it was all about?
You might get a laugh when you hear me shout
You might get a laugh when you hear me shout
I wish I had
[Verse 6]
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
[Verse 7]
Sometimes when I think of Baton Rouge
I see us with two and a half strapping sons
One and a half flushed daughters preparing to marry
And two fat grandsons I can barely carry
Daddy, uncle, family gathered there for grace
A dog in a barbecue pit goes up in space
The dream recedes in the morning with a bad aftertaste
And I'm back in the big city worn
From the race of the chase, what a waste
So thanks for the card, the announcement of child
And I must say you and Sam look great
Your daughter's gleaming in that white wedding dress with pride
Sad to say I could never bring that to you, that wide smile
[Verse 8]
So I try not to think of Baton Rouge
Or of a, of a, of a mariachi band
Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field
And the girl, and the girl I never ha-ha-ha-had
[Verse 9]
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
So helpless
Written by: Lou Reed
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