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.