Song Lyrics

I saw a black girl last night called
Charmaine Champaign
She wasn't a worn out ex-so-and-so, no not from Times Square
But she went to Johnny Romero's till it was too hot to handle
And she's got nothing to show for it: no money, no love,
But she could tell me the squarest thing on the jukebox

She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat

Teach me not to get baited with stage whispers
Like, 'Can anybody turn me on?'
Show me how to make cups and punches
It's so simple without a simple syrup
You have to gather a quarter pound of young peach leaves on a dry and sunny day
And the cost is so uncertain since peach leaves are seldom sold

She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat

She likes a Strong Sangaree that shakes for twelve hours,
Keeps warm for twelve months, then sits for six months more
Then she's gonna sing me the squarest thing on the jukebox

She's gonna get me folked up, fairly beat

Eleanor Friedberger, Matthew Friedberger

The duration of Cups & Punches is 3:35 minutes and seconds.