Voodoo Mama

Louisiana, I feel you callin' me|Voodoo mama has been haunting my dreams|She said, 'Come on back, come on back to New Orleans'||Louisiana, I'm torn at the seams |I need you mama to sew these old blue jeans|So I'm coming back, coming back to New Orleans||I'm coming back, I'm coming back|To music in the streets|I'm coming back, I'm coming back|To music in the streets|Well, I'm coming back, coming back to New Orleans||Louisiana, I feel you calling me|Voodoo mama has been haunting my dreams|She said, 'Come on back, come on back to New Orleans'|She said, 'Come on back, come on back to New Orleans'||