Terry Radigan

Lyrics

Voodoo
T. Radigan (Catherine The Great Music, ASCAP)

My baby lost his mind but he
Found religion
Found religion
Yes, he found religion
He took mine
While I was standing in the kitchen
Lord, what's a girl to do

Father I know that I'm supposed to
Love my brother
Love my brother
I should love my brother
But it's so hard
When he's such a mother
Lord, what's a girl to do

Voodoo

I take my broken heart
Down to Sunset Park
And go look for Mr. Jaques

Voodoo

He said I need some rum
And to bang on a drum
And to offer up a cock

But it's hard to find a rooster on the
Streets of Brooklyn
Streets of Brooklyn
On the streets of Brooklyn
I should know
Cause you know I went a lookin’
Lord, what's a girl to do

Voodoo

In the midnight hour
When I feel the power
I call out your name

Voodoo

Then I take the pin
And I drive it in
Oh and vengeance guides my aim

For every tear I cry
May five fall from your eyes
Every night I lie awake
May you feel the writhing
Of a thousand snakes
May your future be my present
And may my present be the past
And when it's time for laughing
Let mine be the last

Lord, it's been some time
Since my last confession
Last confession
Since my last confession
But you know that boy
Had to learn a lesson
Lord, what's a girl to do