Where'd you get that voodoo, you ain't from the Bayou. Where'd you learn to move like that. Go ahead and try me, and bring your poison ivy. Snakin' in the tall green grass.
It's a lonely street I walk. And my soul is all worn off. Here comes the fear. When you're out here on your own. And everything you loved is gone. Oh no, not me, not meant to be.