New Orleans

In the city of dreams, lies the city's ghost
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 There's a beginning, there's a middle and an end
 In this city we reach out for the middle ground
 We throw a great party, so hearts will start to mend
 We forgive, at least we try
 In the midst of the sea of dreams lies a perfect storm
 And in the sea of tears lies a city ghost
 In the spirit of the Mardi Gras
 Well, the people hope that their lives will get better
 The people hope that their lives will get better
 I wanna get a room in New Orleans
 I wanna sing in the streets of the French quarter
 I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads
 I wanna wear feathers and lace
 I wanna brush by Anne Rice
 And go on down Bourbon street
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 I see a sea of smiles
 I see a haunted city reaching out
 I see hope in all their faces
 Behind the mask of Mardi Gras
 Where the good and the righteous walk
 And the wicked as well
 I wanna get a room in New Orleans
 I wanna sing in the streets of the French quarter
 I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads
 I wanna wear feathers and lace
 I wanna brush by the vampires
 I wanna dress up, ooh yeah
 I wanna wear feathers and lace (la, la, la, la)
 I wanna brush by Anne Rice
 And go down Bourbon street, hmm-hmm
 Go on down Bourbon street
 Within these rooms, I go up to my balcony
 And I hang the paintings on the wall
 And I open up my gallery and I open up my doors
 I stare at the city, I stare at my city
 I wanna get a room in New Orleans
 I wanna sing in the streets of the French quarter
 I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads
 I wanna wear feathers and lace
 I wanna brush by the vampires
 I wanna get back to New Orleans
 I wanna sing out in the streets of the French quarter
 I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads
 I wanna wear feathers and lace
 I wanna brush by Anne Rice
 Go down Bourbon street
 Go down Bourbon street
 Go on down Bourbon street
 Go on down Bourbon street
 Go on down, go on down, go on down
 Go on down Bourbon street
 
 In the city of tears, lies the city ghost