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The Little Willies
"Lou Reed" lyrics

Lou Reed

We were driving through West Texas
The land of beef and pork
Where they tend the hides of leather
We wear back in New York
In a pasture, along a roadside
Behind a brokedown shack
On a dusky side of evening
We saw a figure dressed in black

And we don't mean to sound like we're tripping
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tipping
Cow tipping

Hey Lou, "Is that you?"
She said as we pulled to the shoulder
He just said, "Go screw"
And then he turned and tipped one over
Under a spitshine Western sky
The color of blue varnish
Hey it's like Fellini
Actually I'm thinking more like Jim Jarmusch

And we can't say how much we've been sipping
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tipping
Cow tipping

I got cops on the cell
I said I got a little story to tell
Lou Reed is in the cow pen
They said, "Oh no, not again"

And we hope our perceptions isn't slipping
But we swear to God
We saw Lou Reed cow tipping
Cow tipping
Cow tipping
Cow tipping
Cow tipping

You really think that was Lou Reed?
Cow tipping
I'm sure it was, he was wearing black Levis
Cow tipping
I thought he was a vegetarian
Cow tipping
He's just tipping them over
He wasn't eating them
Cow tipping
Oh
Cow tipping