The Voodoo Girl

Her skin is white cloth

And sheʻs all sewn apart

And she has many colored pins

Sticking out of her heart

Oh, voodoo girl

The cursed ones we are

Under your spell

I stick to your heart

She has a beautiful set

Of hypno-disc eyes

The ones that she uses

To hypnotize guys

She has many different zombies

Who are deeply in her trance

She even has a zombie

Who was originally from France

Oh, voodoo girl

…

But she knows she has a curse on her

A curse she cannot win

For if someone gets

too close to her

The pins stick farther in

Oh, voodoo girl

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