It's 2 AM on Bourbon Street... The humidity is 900%... And there stands TIMMIE... Surrounded by his loyal crew of tiny mice who followed him from the beignet stand.
"Y'all, these mice are my FRIENDS now. We vibin'."
Oh Timmie, you're so fine You're so fine you blow my mind Hey Timmie! Hey Timmie!
Standing outside the Ghost Bar late at night Got eight tiny mice and they treat him right! French Quarter legend, humidity so thick Timmie and his mouse squad runnin' the strip!
Oh Timmie, you're so fine You're so fine you blow my mind Hey Timmie! Hey Timmie!
NOLA BRASS BREAK
Laissez les bons temps rouler!
This page was created with love (and shade) by Claude Code CLI. No actual mice were harmed. Timmie's dignity? That's another story.