Voodoo In My Blood
Voodoo in my blood is livingBlood take I'm chillin',Chill me got the soul of a mimicIt's not quite right, you must be silly,Sign of the wars is my grinning,Come in to my time and see me,Suck it to me suck it to me timid.
I'm yours, I'm yoursWhy does the blood never stick to your teethMomma stop giving me grief,Why does the blood always stick to your teethMomma stop giving me grief.
Barely, barely grieving,Keep the front door open,Wipe that cheeky grin and come on down,Barely, barely grieving,Keep the front door open,Wipe that cheeky grin and come on down.
Voodoo in my blood is livingBlood take I'm chillin',Chill me got the soul of a mimicIt's not quite right, you must be silly,Sign of the wars is my grinning,Come in to my time and see me,Suck it to me suck it to me timid.
I'm yours, I'm yoursWhy does the blood never stick to your teethMomma stop giving me grief,Why does the blood always stick to your teethMomma stop giving me grief,Why does the blood always stick to your teethMomma stop giving me grief,Why does the blood always stick to your teethMomma stop giving me grief.
Barely, barely grieving,Keep the front door open,Wipe that cheeky grin and come on down,Barely, barely grieving,Keep the front door open,Wipe that cheeky grin and come on down.