Lyrics to "The Belle of Avenue A" by The Fugs

I couldn’t find the lyrics to this song anywhere online and I thought they were hilarious. So I did my best to figure them out as an act of public service. I guess this song is from 1969 and I can literally smell it. The vivid descriptors and hyper specific references to era-specific objects truly entranced me. I loved how I never knew for sure when the refrain will come around again.

“The Belle of Avenue A” Song Lyrics by The Fugs

This is a song about a man from Junction City, Kansas

A truck driver for the Red Ball Express

who decides he has to go the Lower East Side to get some Hippie Nookie.

It's called "The Belle of Avenue A"

He was just a lonely truck driving man driving all night long

but did he know how soon his tears would fall for the Belle of Avenue A?

He drove through the tunnel in his big Mack truck

driving hard from Kansas

He told all his buddies at the Junction City Truckstop

he was gonna get some hippie nooookie

but did he know how soon his tears would fall for the Belle of Avenue A?

He saw her standing in a midnight-blue lace gown

He saw her standing in a midnight-blue lace gown

He could see her pretty naked nipples under the mesh

and she had a button, "Love is God", pinned to her sleeve

and he started talking to her in hieroglyphic hitchhikes (??)

and he told her she was the prettiest girl he'd ever seen

waving a wand of incense

burnin on Avenue A

Well his heart was beatin like a bumpy butterfly

his stomach was an empty fire

but did he know how soon his tears would fall for the Belle of Avenue A?

Hey they walked together talkin, and she reached out to hold his hand

and he trembled with joy as she scratched his lifeline

with her silver Tibetan fingerstall

and she asked him to come up to her house

and he leaped up her steps like they was on fire

and she had an Indian hemp plant blooming on the windowsill

an electric toothbrush by the bed

and on the stroboscope was a tiny push up bra

made from the eyelids of an elephant.

He was just a lonely truck driving man

driving all night long

but did he know how soon his tears would fall for the Belle of Avenue A?

They kissed! And passed between their mouths a silver-tounged marble

and he went out of control.

Fell to his knees

and she touched his zipper

and recited a sex charm from The Book of The Dead

and she caressed him with her feet

and somehow she got his Levi's off with her toes

and then she wriggled out of her lace

covering herself with Reddi-wip in a spiraling flourish

and she stood there and she had a white pebble in her navel

and she said to the lonely truck driver:

"Love me and pray to my body

Love me and pray to my body"

and the lonely truck driver to her in reply did say:

"I don't want no other love

I'll be true to you

you're the prettiest gal I've ever seen

my Belle of Avenue A"

She lay back into the zebra-skin rope harness

and pulled her truck driver lover

down into her entwining arms

and she wrapped herself around with hundred of bright ribbons

and she beamed in on him with a tube torque

and he painted pretty prairie flowers on her stomach

with a suma (i) brush

and later on they lay in a bathtub of Mazola oil

and final he grew exhausted and fell asleep

in her lovin' arms

while she stared onward into the night

drinking from her Aramaic chalice

and thrilling herself with an onyx-handled tapir snout

He told all his buddies at the Junction City Truckstop

he was gonna get some hippie nooookie

but did he know how soon his tears would fall for the Belle of Avenue A?

When he woke up he told her he loved her

and that he wanted to live with her forever and ever

and she looked at him

and she held his hand

and she dealt out the tarot cards

and she studied I-Ching for many minutes

and she asked him what his sign was

and finally, looking deep into his eyes she held his hand and said:

"It's not in the cards

all things say 'Adios'

and the purple flower

s and the green flower

s melt in the void."

Well he reeled in his dick and he headed for the door

filled with an awful love-

sheee - she can suck on a purple donut buddy I'm gonna head for home-

but the misty tears fell down his face.

He drove through the turnpike and he headed South

driving hard for Kansas

But the misty tears fell down his face for the belle of Avenue A

Yes the misty tears fell down his face for the belle of Avenue A.

He never thought the tears would ever stop for his

midnight

lace dress

incense

goddess

The Belle of Avenue A.