Well, I stand up next to a mountain And I chop it down with the edge of my hand. Well, I stand up next to a mountain, Chop it down with the edge of my hand. Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island, Might even raise just a little sand. 'cause I'm a voodoo chile, Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile, baby.
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time, I'll give it right back to you one of these days. I said I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time, I'll give it right back one of these days. And if I don't meet you no more in this world Then i'll, I'll meet you in the next one and don't be late, don't be late. 'cause I'm a voodoo chile, voodoo chile, Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile, hey hey hey. I'm a voodoo chile, baby.
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