Tekster: Shel Silverstein. Hoodoo Voodoo Lady.

Yeah, Hoodoo Voodoo Lady
Cast me up a Voodoo vision
Make me know
Where did my lovin' baby go?
Where did my lovin' baby go?

Hoodoo Voodoo Lady
Shake your black cat tooth and your mojo bone,
And bring my baby home.
Bring my baby back home.

Now, I know she didn't go up to New York City.
She thinks that New York City is a little too pretty.
I know she didn't go to sunny California.
She thinks that California is a little too phoney.
I don't think she went up to North Alaska.
She'd-a told me 'cept I might forgot to ask her.
And I don't think she went to East St Louis
But she might-a gone to China for a little Chop Suey.
Wherever she is I'm gonna run right there with you.
Just tell me where.

Hoodoo Voodoo Lady,
Make me a doll that I can stick with pins,
So that I can win
My baby back again.

SPOKEN: C'mon... do somethin' weird and mystical....

Yeah, I don't think I'll find her in the Okee Fenokee
'Cause the Okee Fenokee is too wet and smoky.
And I don't think I'll find her up in Mississippi.
She may be crazy but she ain't that lippy.
And she might-a seen her sister in Amarillo.
And she might-a gone to Philly just to see another fellah.
She might be drillin' oil in North Dakota.
Might-a gone to Iceland for an ice cream soda.
But I gotta get her back if I'm gonna get well,
So cast your spell.

Hoodoo Voodoo Lady,
Mix me a potion hot, bubbly and black
That I can sprinkle on her crack
And maybe bring my baby back .

SPOKEN: Hoodoo Voodoo Lady let know... where did my baby go?