Voo-Doo-Doobie-Doo
The dark forces of Obeah reach to me
Like the jagged branches of an old tree Not a clue to know how far I have gone From the troubles in life I have sown Voodoo-doobie-doo is the craft to get what you want Voodoo-doobie-do to liberate from what haunts Love was the spell the witch had cast Without a clue my dead heart can’t last The talisman charm to weaken my reserve Drink the potions those wretched hands serve Voodoo-doobie-doo the sorcery that seeks revenge Voodoo-doobie-doo those who abused us to avenge Cursed is how many of us coexist In many a clandestine, wicked tryst It is the magic that keeps us captive Our wickedness often reactive Voodoo-doobie-doo the magic when all else fails Voodoo-doobie-do the schemes that derail |