Sulphur To Sugarcane Lyrics - Secret, Profane And Sugarcane - Elvis Costello

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

Everywhere I travel the pretty girls call my name 

I give them a squeeze and they shoot me a wink 

I buy their hard-headed husbands a long cool drink 

You better come up smelling sweet 'cos you're a long time stinking 

It's a little too late to complain 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

Now if you catch my eye and you find that it runs down your leg 

It's like striking a match pretty hard upon a powder keg 

They tell you from the borders to the waters of the gulf 

If you take all the sugar you will end up in the sulphur 

And you're burning 

Hello baby I'm pleased to meet you 

I wouldn't do you wrong, honey 

I wouldn't cheat you, honey 

When can I see you again? 

Wrap you up in cellophane 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

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It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

When your eyes fill up with brine 

'Cause you're drowning in wine 

It's like the last days of Rome 

With the despots and divine 

And there's no place like home for a little doll from China 

It's a little too late to complain 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

You can go west to Texas 

Go east to Mississippi 

You can run out of money 

You can run out of pity 

Throw open your purse until you're crying for mercy 

Go to Alabama 

Escape Louisiana 

I'm digging like a miner North and South Carolina 

And then if you continue you will end up in Virginia 

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The women in Poughkeepsie 

Take their clothes off when they're tipsy 

But in Albany, New York 

They love the filthy way I talk 

Until they gargle with the finest champagne 

They can't get the grape and the grain 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

If I could find a piano 

Here in Bloomington, Indiana 

I would play it with my toes 

Until the girls all take their clothes off 

The women knock upon my door in odd and even numbers 

But none of them as wild as I've discovered in Columbus 

I gave up married women 'cause I heard it was a sin 

But now I'm back in Pittsburgh, I might take it up again 

Because they gargle with the finest champagne 

They can't get the grape and the grain 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane 

Up in Syracuse 

I was falsely accused 

But I'm not here to hurt you 

I'm here to steal your virtue 

Down in Bridgeport 

The women will kill you for sport 

But in Worcester, Massachusetts 

They love my sauce 

The women in Poughkeepsie 

Take their clothes off when they're tipsy 

But I hear in Ypsilanti 

They don't wear any panties 

Once they gargle with the finest champagne 

They hitch up their skirts and exclaim 

It's not very far, sugar 

It's not very far, sugar 

Pour a little sugar on me, sugar 

It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane