I got a little girl called Cincinnati Lou I don't know nothing that she can't do She can drink more beer than a 2-ton truck can haul She's the bell of the ball Cincinnati Lou She's got a way of rolling them eyes Makes me think of paradise I don't mean heaven, just a plain old pair of dice She can roll them nice Cincinnati Lou She can make a rooster crow for days Make grandpa throw his cane away She can make an ant eat a great big bale of hay She's just that way Cincinnati Lou Well I got a little girl called Cincinnati Lou When Lou walks by they holler ""oh my oh"" She put the ""O"" in Ohio She put the ""cin"" in Cincinnati too I'm a telling you Cincinnati Lou North or south, east or west You've been around you've seen the rest You're gonna say Cincinnati Lou's the best I must confess Cincinnati Lou