Way down south where the mangos grow

A deeper in the swamp down in the Bayou

There's a little story that's a never been told

I found a pretty widow who never grows old

And how she buried her soul with a wedding ring

Trading it off for that voodoo thing

She moves like the wind got a fire in her eye

Well she can bring down rain from the clear blue sky

Make the sun go down with the wave of her hand

Well she can make a king of an ordinary man

She's going to make you dance, she's gonna make you sing

Well she'll give you some of that voodoo thing

Oohh voodoo thing

(guitar solo)

Like a heart held close to the edge of a knife

One kiss from her lips turns my blood into ice

I tried to run by the light of the moon

I said I'll never be back, but I spoke too soon

Well she made me dance and she made me scream

Did she give me some of that voodoo thing?

The voodoo thing

Oohhh my voodoo thing

(guitar out)

She'll put a spell on you...