I’m Your Hoochie Coochie Man

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The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He'll be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women
Scream and shout
Gonna tell the whole world
What this all about

Cause I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
'Cause I'm the hoochie coochie man
Everybody knows I am

I'm got a black cat bone
Got a mojo too
I got the Johnny Concheroo
To mess with you
Gonna take pretty women
By the hand
Gonna tell the whole world
I'm the hoochie coochie man

Cause I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
I'm the hoochie coochie man
Everybody knows I am
Wow!

On the seventh hour
Of the seventh day
I heard seven doctors stand up and say
He was born for good luck
And there ain't no doubt
I've got seven dollars
What it's all about

Cause I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
Yeah, I'm the hoochie coochie man
Everybody knows I am

Yeeeeaaaaahhhh!