Little Feat - Cajun Rage Lyrics
P. Barrere, M. Kibbee, B. WrayMet a ragin' cajunDown in LouisianaIn her high button shoesAnd her flowered dressSaid her name was HannahShe said do you knowWe do it to and froBackwards and forwardsIt's all the sameJust like ya say my nameAnd then she shake itI can't mistake itThe way she moves ya know,It's pure poetryNow she's shakin' for meAllons danser, petit cherieCome on, come on, come onWan't you dance for meOh yeahWe do the cajun rage (what you call it?)Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)We do the cajun rage (what you say?)Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)Couchez fandango, that the king 'a' tangoCalled the cajun rageNow the cajun rageAnd its incantationsGone from town to town, state to stateRight across the nationYa jus' take the movesYa get from Rhythm and bluesYa put yer one foot downBack the bottom aroundTo that crazy soundIt get you shakinkeeps ya achin'When ya doin' it right it's pure poetrySo do it for meAllons danser, petit cherieCome on, come on, come onWan't you dance for meWe do the cajun rage (what you call it?)Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)We do the cajun rage (what you say?)Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)Put yer belly in the rhumbaThat's a kind 'a' sambaCalled the cajun rageNo heel and toeNo do se doNow the two-step craze has turned the pageWith that new old dance called the cajun rageNow I'm way outta lineAnd I feel so fine, so fineShe said ya can't do thatIn your cowboy hatPut the hoe down, honeyLet's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeahWe do the cajun rage (what you call it?)Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)We do the cajun rage (what you say?)Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)We do the cajun rage (what you say?)Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)Couchez fandango, dat's the kinda tangoWithyer belly in the rhumbaThat's a kind 'a' sambaLotta hip shakin', boppin',That's the kinda rockin'With the ***** lambatta, ya know that's gottaBe the cajun rage
