Lyrics Toulouse - Billie Marten

He sits down and rolls his tongue in his mouth
They get up and start rolling around
He puts his arm on her and they walk out
And I sit and watch might everything down
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
Short and funny-looking
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
Tendency for absinthe
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
One Toulouse
I live now as a small-town lady
Nights are fine when I remember they pay me
We can talk but I′m not your baby
And he passes out sometime around three
Oh sweet relief
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
Short and funny-looking
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
Tendency for absinthe
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
One Toulouse
We have the makers and the movers
The lifeguards and the gardeners who are
Killing time like big
Spilling on his paper
The old boys with the new girls
The lovers with the half-pipes
And the solos, the wolves, the men
Like Toulouse, oh Toulouse
Short and funny-looking
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
Tendency for absinthe
Oh Toulouse, no Toulouse
One Toulouse