This Property Is Condemned

Twenty seventh wagon, full of cotton Was parked outside my chicken shack door I kept my crib covered up in satin In case my baby came around for more Now I feel, Daddy, somethin's not the same Cause there's weeds and there's rust And the roof won't hold the rain I remember better days Lace in every window and roses 'round the gate Now they've chased away all my friends And they've locked me out and hung a sign on the fence And it says, "This property is condemned" Take me down the Vieux Carre Where a little girl can get a bed or a bite If you should see me coughin' 'round the corner Won't you mix a little sugar with my tonic tonight? I can feel like I'm part of the parade Cause I feel like there's bourbon Slappin' around in my veins I remember better days Lace in every window and roses 'round the gate Now they've chased away all my friends And they've locked me out and hung a sign on the fence And it says, "This property is condemned" I got a new tiara, Daddy, take me to the Mardi Gras Buy me cotton candy, dress me up in flowers Let me be your baby doll, we can ditch that social worker In and out the swinging doors on Tchoupitoulas Street You may call me jail bait but I ain't too little to take the heat I can feel phantoms blowin' through my brain And I feel like I need someone to make 'em go away, oh I remember better days Lace in every window and roses 'round the gate Now they've chased away all my friends And they've locked me out and hung a sign on the fence And it says, "This property is condemned"