504

I was playing every Monday on Burgundy in some shitty little bar

I was working on a novel called 'New Orleans Ain't No City', it's a Scar

The heroine does heroin, the hero wears his hair just like The King

He says, "It ain't my job to sweet talk you, my job's just to sing"

I was loved once by a woman

She don't love me anymore, 504, 504

And I won't never know no woman like the one

I'd known before 504, 504, and she don't love me anymore

Well, the hero wears a hair-net

From the outset he drinks Jax beer from a can

He says, "There's something 'bout this city always gets me

I'm a sentimental man"

Well the heroine plays violin

And reads her Elmore Leonard everyday

She's the one that finds the body

He's the one that gets away

I was loved once by a woman

She don't love me anymore, 504, 504

And I won't never know no woman like the one

I'd known before 504, 504, and she don't love me anymore

I was loved once by a woman

She don't love me anymore, 504, 504

And I won't never know no woman like the one

I'd known before 504, 504

You know she had me singing Gospel out in the kitchen

On the floor 504, 504, and she don't love me anymore

No she don't love me anymore

No she don't love me anymore, 504