Forty-Four - The Residents

Once I lived on a dead end street

With a little bitty woman with big ol' feet

It was always dark, we was always poor

The number outside was forty-four

One day bad blood creeped in my mind

Sucked on my soul and made me blind

I thought she lied, so I opened the drawer

Pulled out my bullets and my forty-four

Forty-four, it was forty-four

He couldn’t stand that number no more

Forty-four, it was forty-four

Don’t wanna hear that number no more

I found her in the store with a preacher man

Who laughed when she slapped the gun out of my hand

A train went by as I ran out the door

The number on the engine was forty-four

I rode that train to New Orleans

And took my tears to a voodoo queen

I couldn’t live like that no more

It was my birthday, I was forty-four

Forty-four, he was forty-four

He couldn’t stand that number no more

Forty-four, he was forty-four

Don’t wanna hear that number no more

Forty-four, he was forty-four

He couldn’t stand that number no more

Forty-four, he was forty-four

Don’t wanna hear that number no more