Cincinnati Lou

I got a little gal called Cincinnati Lou
I don't know nothing that she can't do
She can drink more beer than a 2-ton truck can haul
She's the bell of the ball
Cincinnati Lou

She's got a way of rolling them eyes
Makes me think of paradise
I don't mean heaven, just a plain old pair of dice
She can roll 'em nice
Cincinnati Lou

She can make a rooster crow for days
Make grandpa throw his cane away
She can make an ant eat a great big bale of hay
She's just that way
Cincinnati Lou

Guitar - brass

Well I got a little gal called Cincinnati Lou...

When Lou walks by they holler ""oh my oh""
She put the ""O"" in Ohio
She put the ""cin"" in Cincinnati too
I'm a telling you
Cincinnati Lou

North or south, east or west
You've been around you've seen the rest
You're gonna say Cincinnati Lou's the best
I must confess
Cincinnati Lou