He met Marmelade down in old New Orleans,
   Struttin' her stuff on the street.
   She said, 'ey 'ello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go? mm, mm?
  
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   Get chor get chor ya ya, da da, Get chor get chor ya ya here.
   Mocha chocalata ya ya, Creole Lady Marmelade.
   Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir.
   Voulez-vous coucher avec moi.
  
   Sat in her boudoir while she freshened up,
   That boy drank all that magnolia wine.
   On the black satin sheets where he started to freak.
  
   Chorus
  
   [Instrumental break]
  
   Feel her skin, feelin' silky smooth, color of cafe au lait.
   Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried:
   More, more, more
   Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5,
   Livin' his grey flannel life,
   But when he turns off to sleep, old memories keep,
   More, more, more
  
   Chorus