Louisiana Love

The tension in the air is so damn thick| You could cut it with a knife or stir it with a stick| It's like Mississippi mud, it gets in your blood| The steam's rolling up off a blacktop street| Sweating like a sinner with a front pew seat | At the church house, hot enough to run the devil out| And here I am thinking ‘bout the preacher man's daughter| With the hair as black as the bayou water and her'||Chorus: Louisiana love, hot summer night| Hundred and five degrees Fahrenheit| Feeling the heat underneath that Cajun moon| Taking our time, moving real slow| Building a fire and watching it grow| ‘Til it's burning out of control| That's a Louisiana love||Verse: Hot pot of crawfish boiling red| She breaks off a tail and sucks on the head| And hands one to me, ooh-wee| We sneak to the dock, grab a hickory pole| Lay out a blanket in her papa's pirogue| And float away, down the ponchu-train| Try and keep it down, be a little cautious| I'd be alligator bait if the preacher man caught us making'|| | Ooh Louisiana love, ooh I can't get enough of'||Chorus: Louisiana love, hot summer night| Hundred and five degrees Fahrenheit| Feeling the heat underneath that Cajun moon| Taking our time, moving real slow| Building a fire and watching it grow| ‘Til it's burning out of control| Louisiana love| Like the fire burning in my soul| That's Louisiana love|