Dixie Babylon Lyrics - The Golden Age - Cracker

We went down to the old part of town 

By the stinking canal and the cotton mill 

Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on 

With a gesture she said to me 

I really must confess 

I'd like to get undressed with you 

And though the thought had never really crossed my mind 

Oh, but that was a lie, so we went along 

We went out under the turning leaves 

The fetid earth was damp and cool 

Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck 

All innocence, it was lost 

I really must confess 

I'm feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed 

And I have always taken more than I have given back 

And as a matter of fact, I've given nothing up