Voodoo Mademoiselle - DeWolff

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Some fools like to talk about them

Some fools like 'm sweet

But my heart is with the voodoo mademoiselle

Now that’s the coolest kind you’ll ever be

My tears won’t tame the fire the right

And my heart can’t stand the pain

But she pass the voodoo messing on me

What’s she’s trying to do me

Voodoo

She’s a voodoo

Voodoo

Mademoiselle

Voodoo

She’s a voodoo

Voodoo

Mademoiselle

She likes to take all I am

And curse it with her charms

All my loving in that sweet sweet way

And my head in her arm

Asthought it might not seem right

And now cast some black magic on me

Till the morning light

Voodoo

She’s a voodoo

Voodoo

Mademoiselle

Voodoo

She’s a voodoo

Voodoo

Mademoiselle

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