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

Makin' love faces Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you My hands rubbin' on your skin Let's go hard don't hold it in When I met you woman I couldn't help but notice a face so beautiful Now imagine the faces you would make If we ever made love

Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here Hey, hey, mama, what is wrong with you You didn't have to tell me that you love me so You didn't have to crucify me like you did You didn't have to tell me I was just your kid Hey, hey, mama, what's the matter here

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

I was walking round in Paris Near the (inaudible) Zanzibar Said the woman at the front door "Do you know the place you are? This place is from the fancy I don't think you fit the scene You're just an American Black boy I'm a French African Queen" And she

Before I commit a crime I'm gonna leave you, baby You put poison in my coffee Instead of milk or cream You tried so hard to kill me But woman, it was just not my time You're 'bout the evilest woman That I ever seen Yeah, I'm gonna leave you, baby

you didn't care for me baby until i started running around and when i found me a woman your love came tumblin down you would go out at night and stay till the break of day your mind was made the other way you say you love me i can't believe its true and

With your big eyes And your big lies I saw you creeping round the garden What are you hiding? I beg your pardon, Don't tell me nothing I used to think that I could trust you I was your woman You were my knight and

I'm leaving you, woman Before I commit a crime You tried so hard to kill me But baby, it was not my time You put poison in my coffee Instead of milk or cream You're the evilest woman I think I've ever seen You mix my drink

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