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Met a ragin' cajun |
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Down in Louisiana |
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In her high button shoes |
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And her flowered dress |
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Said her name was Hannah |
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She said do you know |
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We do it to and fro |
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Backwards and forwards |
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It's all the same |
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Just like ya say my name |
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And then she shake it |
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I can't mistake it |
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The way she moves ya know, |
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It's pure poetry |
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Now she's shakin' for me |
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Allons danser, petit cherie |
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Come on, come on, come on |
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Wan't you dance for me |
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Oh yeah |
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We do the cajun rage(what you call it?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(yeah, yeah) |
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We do the cajun rage(what you say?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(whoa, yeah) |
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Couchez fandango, that the king 'a' tango |
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Called the cajun rage |
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Now the cajun rage |
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And its incantations |
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Gone from town to town, state to state |
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Right across the nation |
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Ya jus' take the moves |
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Ya get from Rhythm and blues |
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Ya put yer one foot down |
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Back the bottom around |
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To that crazy sound |
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It get you shakin |
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keeps ya achin' |
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When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry |
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So do it for me |
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Allons danser, petit cherie |
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Come on, come on, come on |
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Wan't you dance for me |
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We do the cajun rage(what you call it?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(yeah, yeah) |
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We do the cajun rage(what you say?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(whoa, yeah) |
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Put yer belly in the rhumba |
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That's a kind 'a' samba |
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Called the cajun rage |
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No heel and toe |
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No do se do |
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Now the two-step craze has turned the page |
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With that new old dance called the cajun rage |
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Now I'm way outta line |
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And I feel so fine, so fine |
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She said ya can't do that |
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In your cowboy hat |
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Put the hoe down, honey |
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Let's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah |
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We do the cajun rage(what you call it?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(yeah, yeah) |
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We do the cajun rage(what you say?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(whoa, yeah) |
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We do the cajun rage(what you call it?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(yeah, yeah) |
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We do the cajun rage(what you say?) |
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Doin' the cajun rage(whoa, yeah) |
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Couchez fandango, dat's the kinda tango |
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Withyer belly in the rhumba |
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That's a kind 'a' samba |
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Lotta hip shakin', boppin', |
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That's the kinda rockin' |
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With the nude lambatta, ya know that's gotta |
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Be the cajun rage |
