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Well she was tired and 22
Lost in this swamp
Laughing ... cheatin' shirt
What's that she's got?
Got me a rabbit for supper
I'm making chicken up
Don't touch my gun
I sip ground glass
Voodoo vengeance
Voodoo death
Squeakin' rats they run from the voodoo house
Trace little curlicues (track the little cutie-coo? -ec version)
All across the bayou
They'll put a lot of men in prison
For the things i want to do
I sprinkle rabbit guts all over her face
Stomp on it with my feet
Better give me what's mine or i'll take it
Voodoo vengeance
Voodoo death
Squeakin' rats they run from the voodoo house
Take a little brown rice
Add a little water
Threw in some ground glass, that was her vengeance
Now nobody can hear me (can crack ...)
I'm lost in the swamp
Naked in my bed
All covered in blood
Voodoo vengeance
Voodoo death
Squeakin' rats they run from the voodoo house
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