Cajun Rage Lyrics

Met a ragin' Cajun down in Louisiana
And her flowered dress said her name was Hannah
In her high button shoes we do it to and fro
She said, "Do you know backwards and forwards
It's all the same just like ya say my name"

And then she shake it, I can't mistake it
It's pure poetry the way she moves ya know
Now she's shakin' for me, allons danser, petit cherie
Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me

Oh yeah, doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)

We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)

Called the Cajun rage
Couchez fandango
That the King 'a' Tango
Now the Cajun rage

And it's incantations right across the nation
Gone from town to town, state to state
Ya just take the moves, ya get from rhythm and blues
Ya put yer one foot down back the bottom around

To that crazy sound, it get you shakin', keeps ya achin'
When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry so do it for me
Allons danser, petit cherie
Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me

We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)

Doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
Put yer belly in the rumba
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)
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That's a kind 'a' samba
Called the Cajun rage
No do se do, no heel and toe

Now the two-step craze has turned the page
With that new old dance called the Cajun rage
Now I'm way outta line
And I feel so fine, so fine

She said ya can't do that
In your cowboy hat
Put the hoe down, honey
Let's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah

Doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)

We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)

We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)

Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)
Couchez fandango
Dat's the kinda tango
With yer belly in the rhumba

Lotta hip shakin', boppin'
That's the kinda rockin'
That's a kind 'a' Samba
With the nude Lambatta
Ya know that's gotta
Be the Cajun rage

Met a ragin' Cajun down in Louisiana
And her flowered dress said her name was Hannah
In her high button shoes we do it to and fro