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The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born I got a boy child's coming He's gonna be a son of a gun He gonna make pretty womens Jump and shout Then the world wanna know What this all about 'Cause you know I'm here Everybody knows I'm here Yeah, you know I'm a hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I'm here I got a black cat bone I got a mojo too I got the Johnny Concheroo I'm gonna mess with you I'm gonna make you girls Lead me by my hand Then the world'll know The hoochie coochie man But you know I'm here Everybody knows I'm here Yeah, you know I'm a hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I'm here On the seventh hours On the seventh day On the seventh month The seven doctors said He was born for good luck And that you'll see I got seven hundred dollars Don't you mess with me But you know I'm here Everybody knows I'm here Yeah, you know I'm a hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I'm here |
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Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home. No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone. Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?" Poor boy sews patches on his clothes, Stuffs newspaper in his shoes. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from. I got so many friends in Chicago, Place just can't do me no harm. |
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