The Mardi Gras Parade by Amos


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The Challenge: The 'song subject' for the great Easter Bonnet(?) Special Challenge was this news story -- DATELINE: GRETNA, Louisiana -- The debate was serious. The vote unanimous. The Gretna City Council says it's now legal in Louisiana to throw women's underwear from Carnival floats. "So we're pro-panties -- it's on the record," joked one city councilman. However, it is still illegal to throw anything that is ". . . lewd or lascivious and includes, but is not limited to, condoms and inflatable paraphernalia." The panty-throwing issue was pushed by protesting parade organizers. "If panties are . . . vulgar, why are they exposed in every department store in the nation?" asked one of the captains of the Elks Krewe of Gretna. Another Mardi Gras group captain firmly agreed. "Panties have been a legitimate throw for Mardi Gras for years," he said.!

The Mardi Gras Parade by Amos
(Tune: The Shores of Botany Bay)

Chorus:
Go, borrow Grandma's panties
Go steal yer Sister's bra
And lift yer Aunite's teddy, too
And a corset from yer Ma
For the captain, sir, has passed the word
They are to be displayed
And to be thrown down to the crowds around
In the Mardi Gras parade!

I went to a large department store
Where I had been before
To the lingerie department
And wandered round the floor
And underneath me overcoat
I quickly hid away
About a ream of teenage dreams
For the Mardi Gras parade!

There were silky little underpants
And bras from A to D
And a scarlet silken teddy,
And a string they called a Gee.
There was underpants with an open crotch
What for, I couldn't say.
But I snagged 'em all, 'twas a mighty haul
For the Mardi Gras parade!

Now a shop girl there named Sloopy
She saw me slip the goods
And she called the man they call Jacques Flann,
The dick of the neighborhood!
And he grabbed me by me collar,
As toward the door I strayed,
And he says "Do tell- -
You can say farewell
To the Mardi Gras Parade"

Well, I had myself a C-note
And I slipped it to the mug
And I showed him a news-clipping sir,
From the Gretna Daily Plug
It explained about the panties
And the dainties I'd parlayed
And I told that grift
I had need of them shifts
For the Mardi Gras parade!

Well, the giant floats pulled out, sir
It started right on time,
At 6 P M on Sunday
Down the Quartier's center line
And me and Jacky Flann, sir
Were completely undismayed,
Handing undies out
To the crowds about
At the Mardi Gras parade!