Lyrics

I left my heart in New Orleans at the Fat Tuesday drive thru
Some husky girl named Wendy said hey baby I'm into you
I said why not, I'll take a shot, let's see this dirt road through, just give me my shot of whiskey baby
I'm coming straight for you
Got the angel upon my shoulder
Got the devil creeping on my back
Just looking for some sympathy in this land called New Orleans
My daddy don't approve of the men that I tend to like
My Momma taught me take what you can get they'll leave you dry
I think why not Ill take a spot out on to the dance floor
Just swing my hips and lick my lips and let em hear me roar
Got an angel upon my shoulder
Got the devil creeping on my back
Just lookin for some sympathy in this land called Miami ...ehhh yeaaa
Give me my time, let me spend my dollars, cuz I ain't got the time to bother
Give me my time, let me spend my dollars, cuz I ain't got the time to bother
Give me my time, let me spend my dollars, cuz I ain't got the time to mind or bother
Honky Tonk Swing, Honky Tonk
Got the angel upon my shoulder
Got the devil creeping on my back
Just lookin for some sympathy in this town called Miami 305