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Lou Reed - The Little Willies

Written by：Alexander/Jones/Julian

One two three

We were drivin' through West Texas

The land of beef and pork

Where they Tan the hides of leather

We'd wear back in New York

In a pasture long a roadside

Behind a broke down shake

On the dusky side of evenin'

We saw a figure dressed in black

And we don't need the sound like we're trippin'

But we swear to god we saw Lou Reed

Cow tippin' cow tippin'

Hey Lou is that you

She said as we pulled to the shoulder

He just said go screw

And then he turned and tipped one over

Under his pitch and western sky

The colour of food varnish

Hey man it's like Bellini

Actually I'm thinking more like Jim Jarmusch

And we can't say how much we'd been sippin'

But we swear to god we saw Lou Reed

Cow tippin' cow tippin'

I got the cops on the cell

I said I gotta little story to tell

Lou Reed's in the cow pen

They said oooooh no

Not again

Then we hope our perception isn't slippin'

But we swear to god we saw Lou Reed

Cow tippin' cow tippin'

Cow tippin' cow tippin'

Cow tippin'

You really think that was Lou Reed

Cow tippin'

I'm sure it was he was wearing black Levis

Cow tippin'

I thought he was a vegetarian

Cow tippin'

He's just tippin' them over he wasn't eating them

Cow tippin' cow tippin'