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People say there's no such thing as voodoo |
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I don't know why |
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People say there's no such thing as love |
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I got a job in s.e. 15 |
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And after tax my wage is 16 |
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July the 17th i'll be 18 |
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I don't think i'll live till 19 |
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People say i'm looking so much older than what i am |
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People laugh at me when i say why |
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I'm being watched |
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By the evil eye |
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Working for a man who wears a straw hat and never smiles |
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And an apron striped and splashed with blood |
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I stack a pig's head on the shelf |
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The boss comes along and says move yourself |
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I can't move i'm hypnotized |
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Staring into a dead pig's eyes |
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I turn around and all i see is ladies |
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With shopping bags |
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Staring at me trying to read my mind |
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And i'm being watched |
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By the evil eye |
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And i'm being watched |
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By the evil eye |
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(walking home - on my own |
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Standing on the bus stop- crossing the road |
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I'm being followed - 'cause i can feel |
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Someone's breath on my neck |
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Someone's toe on my heel . . .) |
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Gotta keep on walking |
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I can't stop now - i've come too far |
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Wait till i get home and lock the door |
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I got the candles burning low |
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I got the cramps on the stereo |
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I got the doll now i can start |
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With a pin right trough the heart |
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I got dolls with straw hats |
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I got ladies with shopping bags |
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They'll be sorry they crossed me tonight |
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Now they're being watched |
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By the evil eye |
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Being watched |
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By the evil eye |