Ohh they call me the voodoo woman
Ohh and I know the reason why
Ohh, if I raise up my hands now
Don’t you know the sky begins to cry
I gotta rabbit foot in my pocket
A toad frog in my shoes,
crawdaddy on my shoulder
Looking dead at you
I got dust from a rattlesnake
And a black spider bone
If that don’t do it baby
You better leave this girl alone
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