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Well, I'm a voodoo chile |
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Lord I'm a voodoo chile |
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Well, the night I was born |
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Lord I swear the moon turned a fire red |
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The night I was born |
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I swear the moon turned a fire red |
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Well my poor mother cried out "Lord, the gypsy was right!" |
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And I seen her, fell down right dead |
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(Have mercy) |
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Well, mountain lions found me there waitin' |
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And set me on an eagle's back |
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Well, mountain lions found me there |
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And set me on an eagle's wing |
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(It's the eagle's wing, baby, what did I say?) |
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He took me past to the outskirts of infinity |
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And when he brought me back |
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He gave me a Venus witch's ring |
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Hey |
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And he said "Fly on, fly on" |
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Because I'm a voodoo chile, yeah, voodoo chile |
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Hey |
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Well, I make love to you |
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And Lord knows you'll feel no pain |
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Say, I make love to you in your sleep |
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And Lord knows you felt no pain |
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(Have mercy) |
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'Cause I'm a million miles away |
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And at the same time I'm right here in your picture frame |
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(Yeah! What did I say now) |
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'Cause I'm a voodoo chile |
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Lord knows, I'm a voodoo chile |
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(Yeah!) |
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Well my arrows are made of desire |
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From far away as Jupiter's sulphur mines |
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Say my arrows are made of desire, desire |
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From far away as Jupiter's sulphur mines |
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(Way down by the Methane Sea, yeah) |
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I have a humming bird and it hums so loud |
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You think you were losing your mind, hmmm |
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Well I float in liquid gardens |
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And Arizona new red sand |
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(Yeah) |
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I float in liquid gardens |
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Way down in Arizona red sand |
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Well, I taste the honey from a flower named Blue |
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Way down in California |
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And the in New York drowns as we hold hands |
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'Cause I'm a voodoo chile |
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Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile |
