| Yeah hoodoo voodoo lady cast up your voodoo vision
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| Let me know where did my baby go where did my lovin' baby go
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| Hoodoo voodoo lady shake your black cat tooth and your mojo bone
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| And bring my baby home bring my baby back home yeah
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| I know she didn’t go up to New York City
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| She thinks that New York City is a little too pretty
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| I know she didn’t go to sunny California
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| For she thinks that California is a little too phoney
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| I don’t think she went up to north Alaska
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| She’d’ve told me cept I might forgot to ask her
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| And I don’t think she went to east St Louis
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| But she might’ve gone to China for a little Chop Suey
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| Wherever she is I’m gonna run right there with you just tell me where
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| Hoodoo voodoo lady make me a doll that I can stick with pins
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| So that I can win my baby back again
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| (Yeah c’mon do somethin' weird and mystical…)
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| Yeah I don’t think I’ll find her in the Okefenokee
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| Cause the Okefenokee is too wet and smoky
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| And I don’t think I’ll find her up in Mississippi
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| She may be crazy but she ain’t that flippy
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| And she might’ve seen her sister in Amarillo
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| And she might’ve gone to Philly just to see another feller
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| She might be drillin' oil in North Dakota
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| Might have gone to Iceland for an icecream soda
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| But I gotta get her back if I’m gonna get well so cast your spell
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| Voodoo hoodoo lady mix me a potion hot bubbly and black
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| That I can sprinkle on her crack and maybe bring my baby back
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| (Hoodoo voodoo lady let me know where did that woman of mine go) |