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

Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown 24/7 Sylvia Plath Yeah, I have it I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought Maybe I'd get less stressed if I was tested less like

She treats me just like a king I've got a right to love my baby I've got a right to love my woman Yes, she's my mind, body and soul Yes, my baby, she can do 'most anything Yes, she's my doctor when I'm sick, people She's my all-around standby Oh, she's

I got some good friends that live down the street Got a good looking woman with her arms 'round me Here in a small town, where it feels like home It's the weight that you carry from the the things that you think you want I've got everything I need and

Well, I'm crazy 'bout my baby She's the only one for me Got a pretty woman, lives way down in Tennessee Well, I've got a pretty woman lives way down in Tennessee Well, I want to see you, baby, I don't have my train fare Yes, I want to see you, baby, I

Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes) I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too) You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God) I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up) Yes, she got a Range Rover and

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

She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

But my feet is California bound Wants to leave this Georgia Town Well, my heads in Georgia Cause that good lookin' woman I've got And wreck them automobiles And that lonesome ol' highway Well my heads in Georgia Well, we ride them ol' freight trains

she gets the best of everything i've got a society woman yes i got a society woman she lives in luxury but she keeps me in the strings well she want to be a cover girl and make headlines in the news she eats steaks and chicken i eat plain old kidney stew