"Ballad Of Lou The Welterweight" lyrics

Powder your nose
Pull off your pantyhose
Let me love you from behind
My darling

Powder your nose
Pull on your pantyhose
We're going down to my bout
My darling

Before the bell would ring
He had a way like Errol Flynn
As he sauntered to the ring
With a sheet on

But the leg round scared the girl
Heaven knows she thought the world of Lou
It was hard to see him swaying
In the neon

Joey was a no one
Just some big dumb kid from Flushing
He had a face like an ugly boy
Always pouting

He hit Louie kind of low
And he fumbled on the ropes
As the bookies blocked the rows
Shouting

Powder your nose
Pull off your pantyhose
Let me love you from behind
My darling

Powder your nose
Pull on your pantyhose
We're going down to my bout
My darling

The blows were hard and loud
He could hardly hear the crowd
In the bleachers where they hound
They were cheering

I remember in the eighth
It was clear that Lou was fading
When something caught his eye
By the ceiling

He saw heras she spoke
Through the shifty yellow smoke
She said, Lou, you look bad
Are you dying

But Louie could not answer
His eyes were cast up to the rafters
And then they slowly sealed
In silence

Powder your nose
Pull off your pantyhose
Let me love you from behind
My darling

Powder your nose
Pull on your pantyhose
We're going down to my bout
My darling