Soul Coughing St. Louise is Listening Lyrics:
(M. Doughty) I stopped the thought before it's
drip became insistent I rubbed it out and loved
the spot where it was missing She's widely known
the only maquereau that pays her taxes I got to
box her for the money, said it might end Reeling
and stubling, I've got to bump around a while You
don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening
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You rang the eskimo to meet you at the station Oh
he's like milk to you half swedish and half asian
And your aphasia strikes a bargain with the barter
yard I got to box you for the money, said it might
end Reeling and stumbling, I've got to bump around
a while You don't use words like that, St. Louise
is listening I could be your babydoll, I could be
your doll baby I could be the things you want I
could do it all for you Let me get up on it, let
me let me
Lyrics: St. Louise is Listening, Soul Coughing [end]