Got my mojo working Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you I'm going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand I got a gypsy woman giving me advice I wanna love you so bad till I don't know what to do I'm gonna have all you women right here at

Damned if you love me Damned if you don't It's gettin' harder holdin' on but I can't let you go Damned if you don't need me Damned if you do Oh God I wish it wasn't me standin' in these shoes Lyin' here beside you in someone else's bed Knowin' what we're

You don't know what you do to me So I won't sing along So I won't sing I've gone too far to come back from here But you don't have a clue Won't someone stop this song Someone stop this song Your lovesick melody Is gonna get the best of me tonight

Can you help me? Tell me what you want from me Baby, help me Without you, my whole world is falling apart Life's a prison when you're in love alone I need you to come back home (ooh, girl, I love you) I don't wanna be alone (you know I need you) You know

Can you help me? Tell me what you want from me Baby, help me Without you, my whole world is falling apart Life's a prison when you're in love alone I need you to come back home (ooh, girl, I love you) I don't wanna be alone (you know I need you) You know

Brad Pitt, that's my cousin When you see me in the club Angelina show me love You got me fucked up Like you don't know what's up All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it Brad, Brad, Pitt Slick shit man that's all we do hoe That little homie let me

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

Oh, babe, I got you, babe, I got you, babe People say that we don't know What love is or how to make it grow Well, I don't know if all that's true 'Cause you got me and baby, I got you Say, our love won't pay the rent Before it's earned, our money's all

It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch Hey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And