Текст 38 Special – Déjà Voodoo

Black lights, green eyes starin’ me down
The moment I walked in the room
There’s this tall, dark woman who’s dancin’ alone
And she makes me wanna howl at the moon

That Déjà Voodoo, New Orleans hoodoo
She’s got a mojo from hell
That spell I’m under, sometimes I wonder if she’s
Witch, queen, or mademoiselle
If Kama Sutra’s too hot to suit ya
Well, you’re not her kind of man
That Déjà Voodoo
I will if you do
It’s Déjà Vu all over again

She takes my hand and she whispers to me
And says heaven’s just beyond the door
She lights the fire and makes it all come to me
By tomorrow I’ll be down on the floor
Is it a dream, or is it that I’ve been here before?
Takin my mind, takin her time, takin’ control
More and more?

That Déjà Voodoo, New Orleans hoodoo
She’s got a mojo from hell
That spell I’m under, sometimes I wonder if she’s
Witch, queen, or mademoiselle
If Kama Sutra’s too hot to suit ya
Well, you’re not her kind of man
That Déjà Voodoo

The moon takes over, desire gets stronger
The feelings won’t let me go
I run for cover, I’m so far under her spell, can’t you tell?

Is this a dream, or is it that I’ve been here before?
Takin’ my mind, takin’ her time, takin’ control
Don’t you know?

That Déjà Voodoo, New Orleans hoodoo
She’s got a mojo from hell
That spell I’m under, sometimes I wonder if she’s
Witch, queen, or mademoiselle
If Kama Sutra’s too hot to suit ya
Well, you’re not her kind of man
That Déjà Voodoo
I will if you do
It’s Déjà Vu all over again

…Déjà Voodoo woman… Déjà Voodoo woman…