Lyrics：Tori Amos Music：Tori Amos
Standin on a corner in Winslow, Arizona
and I'm quite sure I'm in the wrong song.
2 girls 65 got a piece tied up in the back seat.
Honey, we're Recovering Christians
In the Springtime of his voodoo.
He was going to show me spring.
And right there for a minute.
I knew you so well.
And right there for a minute.
I knew you so well.
Got an angry snatch,
Girls you know what I mean.
When swivellin' that hip doesn't do the trick.
Me pureed sanitarily
Mr. Sulu
Warp speed
Warp speed
In the Springtime of his Voodoo.
In the Springtime of his Voodoo.
Every road leads back to my door.
Every road I will follow.
Every road leads back to my door.
Got all your crosses loaded.
And I know she's not that
Foxy,
Boys.
I said I know she's not so
Foxy, but
You gotta own something sometimes.
You gotta owe.
when you're your momma's sunshine.
You've got to give something sometimes
when you're the sweetest cherry
in an apple pie.
I need some voodoo on these prunes.
In the Springtime of his voodoo.
In the Springtime of his voodoo.
He was going to show me spring.