Coulda' been the heat
Down in New Orleans
Fell into a kiss on Bourbon Street
We were dancing to the rhythm of the bayou
Bodies moving slow
Lit up in the glow
Every time we touched, we got down low
There was something in the air, some kind of voodoo
Could it all have been a dream?
'Cause I still can't believe
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank, thank you
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank, thank you
I gotta thank you for loving me like [?]
And every time I hear that swingin' tune
I can remember every inch of you
I gotta thank you for thanking me, your lover
It goes...
Never been the same
Since you went away
I been looking for you every day
All the kisses that I'm missing make me crazy (make me crazy)
No one else compares
Tried, but never fair
They could never measure up, up there
'Cause the pedestal's for my Louisiana baby
Could it all have been a dream?
'Cause I still can't believe
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank, thank you
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank, thank you
I gotta thank you for loving me like [?]
And every time I hear that swingin' tune
I can remember every inch of you
I gotta thank you for thanking me, your lover
It goes...
It goes...
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank
Thank you
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank, thank you
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank, thank you
I gotta thank you for loving me like [?]
And every time I hear that swingin' tune
I can remember every inch of you
I gotta thank you for thanking me, your lover
It goes...
I gotta thank you for thanking me, your lover
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank
I gotta thank, thank, thank, thank
Thank you