Bob Dylan - Bourbon Street lyrics

I'd like another Bourbon Street (??) oh so sweet Hold that down, you better keep it neat For when it's over, it was incomplete Oh, I took it down and said, oh, oh have a seat But I don't live down on Bourbon Street No more, no more, no more, no more No, I don't live on Bourbon Street no more Bourbon Street lordy-town You better keep it sweet Put all your loving apples on your feet But I don't even mind if you want to scratch your feet You can bag it down in bu*ter, bu*ter sweet Now don't (??) on my Bourbon Street Now, Bourbon Street A happiness will get you, Bourbon Street The girls they won't forget you down at Bourbon Street Here they come now Here they come now Here they come now Oh them little girls Well, I went down a-looking for Bourbon Street I look a-high and low and then it took me off my feet Bourbon Street Oh man, let me tell ya, Bourbon Street Mister bartender, I'll have another Bourbon Street Oh play it pretty now, boys! Ah, sounds marvelous Oh, sh** Yes, yes Yes a ton of joy Oh, I can't take it no more Well let me tell ya, Bourbon Street Let me have another Bourbon Street Tell me young brother I want a Bourbon Street I want a Bourbon Street now Mister bartender, I'll have.. I'll have another Bourbon Street