Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea V-V-Voodoo, ee-yea ee-yea You got me too attached, keep me comin' right back And just like that, got me comin' right back like And I know that I ain't fuckin' with your voodoo If this is what you call love Oh man down You're shaking

(you got my back right?) I got I got I got I got your back boy I got I got I got I got your back, boy We were high (til when its all good) We were low ((til when its all bad) But I promise I will never let you go (now what you call that) (as long I know

It's fighting back them butterflies It's call it in the air, alright Yes sir, we want the ball And it's knocking heads and talking trash It's slinging mud and dirt and grass It's I got your number, I got your back When your back's against the wall You

Doo doo doo doo do I must be in heaven How'd you get to shine so bright, girl I must be in heaven 'cause I'm looking at an angel My angel, how'd you get to be so fine How'd you get to look like that Heaven don't you call her back, yeah Halo halo, I'm not

She makes me feel good when I feel like hell Heaven is a girl that I've got to have She said leave your name At the sound of the tone Heaven is a girl I know so well She makes me feel better when I'm feelin' bad Call you right back When I get home Better

You got it, you got it bad When you're on the phone Hang up and you call right back If you miss a day without your friend Your whole life's off track You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house You don't wanna have fun It's all you think about

But I was thinkin' maybe we might Hey girl, tell me What you doin' later tonight? Call me crazy I'll take you downtown, table for two I keep it laid back, just me and you right now I'm trippin' over my feet 'Cause the way that you were lookin'

Come back home What a beautiful time we had together, Now it's getting late and we must leave each other, yeah Just remember the time we had, And how right I tried to be, It's all in a day's work, Losing your love, acting foolishly, hey Go on and take

It's fighting back them butterflies It's call it in the air, alright Yes sir, we want the ball And it's knocking heads and talking trash It's slinging mud and dirt and grass It's I got your number, I got your back When your back's against the wall You

Do you hear that? I'm right back At the sound of lonely calling It's where I'm at It's the sound of teardrops falling down, down A slamming door and a lesson learned I let another lover crash and burn So I guess it's over baby and déjà vu again