MARDI GRAS
Mardi Gras is the greatest show in the world, and it’s free.
This show can get a little crazy, but it’s for regular people like you and me.
You can walk miles on the parade route until you get a blister.
To join in and be part of the show, all you have to say is, throw me somethin’ mister.
You get there early to get a spot up front for you to stay,
Then the parade gets close, and a sea of bodies washes you away.
There are pretty girls, bands, and floats that throw doubloons, cups, and beads.
There are hot dogs, peanuts, and cotton candy, but there may not be a place to pee.
As the floats pass, throw me somethin’ mister, is all you have to say.
Just have fun, and you’ll have loads of Mardi Gras trinkets by the end of the day.
But if you want the good stuff, something better than the rest,
All you have to do is show your breasts.
Mardi Gras is not for the shy and is not for the meek.
The crowds will pack you in shoulder to shoulder and cheek to cheek.
To catch the throws, you might have to jump high, and you might have to get low.
As you pursue your treasure, someone will take it from your fingertips if you move too slow.
Mardi Gras is a time when you can dress up and be whatever you want to be.
You can be a king or a queen, a cowboy, a stripper; you can be your wildest fantasy.
At Mardi Gras, you can play and do what you need to set yourself free.
What happens at Mardi Gras stays at Mardi Gras, and that is the key.
You can dance to the music of the bands as they march on by.
You can stand on a ladder so you can reach up high.
You can get up early, get a spot, and catch the parade where it begins.
Then, you can move down the road, maneuver through the crowd, and catch it all again.
Parades can be found on the Westbank, with plenty to see.
Across the river, fun can be had walking the streets of old Metairie.
If you want to catch a coconut from Zulu or toast King Rex, then uptown is the place to be.
If you want something wild, take a walk down Bourbon Street and see breasts for free.
Mardi Gras is about having fun; you can be part of the show or just watch the sights.
No matter what part of town you choose to party, like Cinderella, Fat Tuesday ends at midnight.
Whether you were in the middle of the crowds or walking the parade like it was a stroll,
Do what the Cajuns say; “Laissez Le Bon Temps Roulez,” let the good times roll.
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