Hoochie Coochie Man

Oh yeah, baby, whoo!A gypsy woman told my mama on the night I was born"You got a boy-child coming, gonna be a son-of-a-gunGonna make the pretty woman, Lord, jump and shoutYou know he's gonna show them all what it's all about!"Because I amOh, everybody knows I amI'm the Hoochie Coochie ManEverybody knows that I am!So on the seventh hour of the seventh dayOf the seventh month, seven doctors say"He was born for good luck, Lord, can't you see"I got seven hundred dollars in my pocket, babyDon't you mess with me!Because I amLord, everybody knows I amOhw! I'm the Hoochie Coochie ManLord, everybody knows that I amYeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeahI am the Hoochie Coochie Man (Oh, alright, yeah!).I got a black cat boneI got a mojo toothI got a sharp straight razorI'm about to fuck with youI was born for good luckLord, can't you seeI got seven hundred dollars in my pocket, babyNow don't you mess with me!Because I amOh, everybody knows I amOh yeah, babyI'm the Hoochie Coochie ManEverybody knows that I amOoohh Yeah!