| Young man, I might tell you a lie
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| Listen close, the devil replies
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| Show me, shall you not to go night?
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| That woman looked me straight in the eye
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| Black magic got a hold on my soul
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| I feel the earth is moving and it’s taking it’s toll
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| This place ain’t gonna let me grow old
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| The voodoo that I’m under is taking hold over my body and soul
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| Young man, I can’t waste all your time
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| Oh, you’re gonna wish you gon' right
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| Can’t breathe through the smoke and the lies
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| Feeling noxious, the devil she cried
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| Black magic got a hold on my soul
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| I feel the earth is moving and it’s taking it’s toll
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| This place ain’t gonna let me grow old
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| The voodoo that I’m under is taking hold over my body and soul
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| Black magic got a hold on my soul
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| I feel the earth is moving and it’s taking it’s toll
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| This place ain’t gonna let me grow old
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| The voodoo that I’m under is taking hold over my body and soul
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| Black magic got a hold on my soul
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| I feel the earth is moving and it’s taking it’s toll
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| This place ain’t gonna let me grow old
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| The voodoo that I’m under is taking hold over my body and soul
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| The voodoo got a hold
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| The voodoo got a hold
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| The voodoo got a hold
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| The voodoo got a hold
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| The voodoo got a hold
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| The voodoo got a hold
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| The voodoo got a hold
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| The voodoo got a hold |