Hoochie Koochie Man

Yeah

Now the gypsy woman told my mother before I was born
She said, "You got a boy child comin
Hes gonna be a son of a gun"
Hes gonna make you girls jump and shout

Then the world, then the world gonna know
What its all about [Incomprehensible]

Everybody knows Im it
Im a Hoochie Koochie Man
Everybody knows Im it

Ive got a black cat bone
Ive got a mojo tooth, baby
I got a little jar in the comfort room
Were gonna jump and mess with you

Im gonna make you girl, [Incomprehensible] my hand
Then the world, then the world gonna know
Im a Hoochie Koochie Man [Incomprehensible]

Everybody knows Im it
Im a Hoochie Koochie Man
Everybody knows Im it, yeah

Yeah, everybody
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

On the seventh night, of the seventh month, of the seventh week
For the seventh time, she said
"He was born for good luck, cant you see?
I got 700 girlfriends and dollars, so dont you mess with me"

Everybody knows Im here
Im a Hoochie Koochie Man
Every, every, everybody knows Im it