Voodoo Lady

"Light up a cigarette", she said and
Calm the fuck down
You got a serious side to you that
Give the whole world a frown
Now nothin' really matters to me you see
Check out these holes in my gown
Let your eyes lose their focus a little
Let your guard come down

I was thirsty for everything
But water wasn't my style
Guess might have to teach me somethin'
Guess might have to show me how

"Now put out that cigarette", she said
Somethin' ain't right in here
It's tied to the both of us
I ain't sure now, it isn't clear
We could have been born helpless children beggin'
For our next meal
I could be a voodoo lady
Just a classy hooker playin' the field

Classy holy hooker, hey!
I've made up my mind
I've made up my mind, yeah
I came to see your sign
Disappear this mornin' but come back tonight

"Light up the cigarette", she said and
Calm the fuck down, relax and
Let your ears hear this beautiful song
That's hidin' underneath the sound

Underneath the sound
I made up my mind (I made up my mind)
I came to see you fly
Disappear this mornin' but come back, come back tonight

Voodoo lady
Voodoo lady
Voodoo lady
Voodoo lady

I was thirsty for everything
But blood wasn't my style
(Voodoo lady)
Did I dream you up or are you for real?
(Are you for real?)
Are you for real? (Did I dream, yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Edward Joel Kowalczyk, Patrick Dahlheimer, Chad David Taylor, Chad Alan Gracey
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