Baton Rouge

Lou Reed - Baton Rouge         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 back seat in a car         The windows are foggy and so are we         as the police asked for our I.D.         So helpless         so helpless            Ooohhh so helpless         ooohhh so helpless         Ooohhh so helpless        C (let ring)         so helpless          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 ah with their touch         I wonder where love ends and hate starts to blush         in the fields in the swamps in the rush         In the terra-cotta cobwebs of your mind ah         when did you start seeing me as a spider spinning web         Of malicious intent and you as poor poor me        at the fire at the joint this disinterred and broken mount         in the bedroom in the house where we were unmarried         So helpless so helpless         so helpless         So helpless so helpless         so helpless         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         So helpless so helpless         so helpless         So helpless so helpless         so helpless         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         So I try not to think of Baton Rouge         Or of sixteen and a crisp green football field         and the girl and the girl I never had had had had         So helpless so helpless         so helpless         So helpless so helpless         so helpless