Club Zydeco Moon Lyrics

She was a dancer at the Club Zydeco Moon

An all night social house and all day saloon

She had the face and body, the devil's own desire

Her lips were full and sugar sweet as blackberry wine

She danced around my table flashing Gris-Gris eyes at me

Swaying to the tempo of a squeezebox melody

She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist

So easy to give in to, and too hard to resist

She did her business underneath the candle light

Always aware of Momma Zuzu's watchful eye

How many young boys have lost their innocence

Turned into old men wondering where their money went

Mmm, mmm-mmm

What happened twenty years ago seemed like yesterday

I don't drive through that part of town, I go the other way

She still dances through my bedroom everytime I go to sleep

To the rhythm of the music that the squeezebox player keeps

I smell the incense burning, Momma Zuzu's cigarette

Louisiana heatwave and the midnight summer sweat

Somewhere down that alley, there's an old, rundown saloon

And she's waiting there for me at Club Zydeco Moon

She danced around my table flashing Gris-Gris eyes at me

Swaying to the tempo of a squeezebox melody

She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist

So easy to give in to, too hard to resist

She was a dancer