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Standin on a corner in Winslow, Arizonia
And I'm quite sure I'm in the wrong song
2 girls 65 got a piece tied up in the back seat
"Honey, we're recovering Christians"
In the Springtime of His Voodoo
He was going to show me Spring
And right there for a minute, I knew you so well
Got an angry snatch, girls you know what I mean
When swivelin that hip doesn't do the trick
Me pureed sanitrily Mr. Sulu
Warp speed, warp speed, warp speed
In the Springtime of His Voodoo
Every road leads back to my door, Every road I will follow
Every road leads back to my door, Got all your crosses loaded
And I know she's not that Foxy, Boys
I said I know she's not that Foxy but you gotta owe something
Sometimes you gotta owe when you're your momma's sunshine
You've got to give something sometimes
When you're the sweetest cherry in an apple pie
I need some voodoo on these prunes
In the Sprintime of His Voodoo, He was going to show me Spring
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