Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
I was raised among the evergreens.
In a titty-bar made of earth and wood,
It was my grandma's, it was good.

She never ever learned to read or write so well,
But she could run a bar like ringing a bell.
And all kinds of people came from miles around,
To see the girls dancing when the sun went down.
Yeah all the girls, grandma and me,
Were one big happpy family.
A neon sign had her name in lights,
It said, "GRANDMA'S HOUSE OF BABES TONITE!"

Over the river and through the woods to Grandma's House of Babes,
She had the goods out in the woods.
Grandma's House OF Babes-not just nice.
Grandma's House OF Babes-it's paradise.
Grandma's House OF Babes-House Of Babes

Aunts Bunny, Bambi, Honey, Candi and the rest,
Are just memories now, but oh so sweet,
Those days were the best.

When I got older I woved away,
I finally went back just the other day,
Now I regret I hadn't gone before,
'Cause the House of Babes-it ain't no more.
Gram got old-senile, now it's Grandma's House of Reptiles.
A tourist trap off the interstate,
It's a gator zoo, she sells live bait.

Over the river and through the woods to Grandma's House of Babes,
She had the goods out in the woods.
Grandma's House OF Babes-not just nice.
Grandma's House OF Babes-it's paradise.
Grandma's House OF Babes-baby

Over the river and through the woods to Grandma's House of Babes,
She had the goods out in the woods.
Grandma's House OF Babes-not just nice.
Grandma's House OF Babes-it's paradise.
Grandma's House OF Babes-House Of Babes

Grandma's House OF Babes-you know you can't go home again
Grandma's House OF Babes-'cause now is now, and that was then
Grandma's House OF Babes-ba