Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

Get your party right, it's a Friday night Lime on the rim of that dixie silver Smokin' up a faded out 4x4 I brought the songs and you brought the party Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where eveybody knows That anything goes on a Friday

There was no one nothing to see The night is useless and so are we Cause everybody knows The fabric of folly is fallen apart at the seams And I've been lookin' for a good time But the pleasures are seldom and few There's no whiskey there's no wine Just

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

All hail all hail I'm the man and I'm the man And everybody out there knows That I'm the baddest I'm the baddest of them all I'm the man and I'm the man and everybody out there knows That I'm the baddist I'm the baddist of them all All hail undead! From

Beautiful stranger To know you Is to love you You're everywhere I go And everybody knows If I'm smart then I'll run away But I'm not so I guess I'll stay I looked into your eyes And my world came tumbling down

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

Like me and my down home boys Down here we keep the good times flowing, Red dirt flying, and the radio going We got each other's back and everybody knows it, Yeah me and my down home boys Know how to show a town what's up We pass it around then fill it

Everybody knows I'm here I know I'm here And I'm the hoochie-coochie man Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun Gonna make these pretty women jump and shout And the world will only know a-what