Harry Connick, Jr. - Take Her To The Mardi Gras lyrics

Hart Corey Young Man Running Don't Take Me To The Racetrack Oh yea Oh yea Oh no, no Your mother told me that you Don't live at home no more Your mother told me that she don't like The way I call you on the telephone The old lady cursed the day that I was born You never answer when I come by your door Yet, leave me messages I cannot ignore For a light dance, we took some heave steps my dear You wear my trench coat in the rain and disappear Does the forecast say? Don't take me to the racetrack Cause I don't want to place or show-ow Don't take me to the racetrack I'm not the jockey you think you know-ow So, don't take me to the racetrack (to the racetrack) You left a note for me to wait in the park Two weeks have pa**ed the leaves turn gray and dark I'm confused at all the things you've said There's no wall big enough for me to crash my head You're too romantic and so foolish she equipped Every love story will have it's own script Something strange at work with one's integrity The way we bleed our hearts and hang on hopelessly And the forecast says? Don't take me to the racetrack Cause I don't want to place or show-ow Don't take me to the racetrack I'm not the jockey you think you know-ow So, don't take me to the racetrack, oh yeah Don't take me to the racetrack, (racetrack, racetrack) Oh Don't you take me to the racetrack, (racetrack, racetrack) Here we go Don't take me to the racetrack I'm not the jockey you think you know Don't take me to the racetrack I know there's trouble down below Don't take me to the racetrack Mmm To the racetrack Don't take me to the race Don't take me to the racetrack Oh yea.