Cajun Girl - Little Feat

Serious blue eyes
so pale and so shy 
Look closer 'cause she's got
that look in her eye 
Red hair that sails
on a soft southern breeze 
Fingers that fly
on accordion keys 

You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl 

Cook cajun, speak creole
and lay on the spice 
Her fancy so free
on these Saturday nights 
She sing and she play
at the parish hall dance 
Big city chanteuses
just don't stand a chance 

You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl 

Might find my dream, just West of New Orleans 
If you pole up the bayou St. John 
The way twin fiddles play 
And she squeezes her box 'til dawn 
All night they carry on 

Tell long leg Lucille
I must send my regrets 
It's nothin' she done
it's just someone I met 
With innocent heart
true talent so rare 
She bloom on the bayou
this flower so fair 

You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl 
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl 

Might find my dream, just West of New Orleans 
If you pole up the bayou St. John 
The way twin fiddles play 
And she squeeze on her box 'til dawn 
All night they carry on