7In 7The 7Quarter

Rising in the quarter
and I'm feeling drained
By a three and a half inch
shoulder blade pain.
Stoppin by the house
of St. Germaine.
It's a good night for Jack
In the Quarter again.

Kissed by the lady
with the blue-black hair.
Gonna get my cards read
in Jackson Square.
They got a million stories
E'rybody is scared.
Behind the shutters of the convent,
You'll find them all there.

I only go out at night
because all day it rains.
I'm going looking for a kiss
in the quarter again.

She had the nicest neck
that I had ever tasted.
One drink of her wine
and she got wasted.
I came back six times,
she needed just one more
She turned the keyhole around
On her own front door.

I have six older brothers,
I have 7seven sons.
But there's something strange
about my youngest one.
The old Absynthe House
is where he makes his den.
Spilling Wormwood, sugar and blood
in the quarter again.

-7Rob 7Kamen 2005