They say my baby's evil They say my baby's bad The gypsies stole my baby from her mom and dad Raised up in the hills On the wrong side of the track Tangle with my baby, you ain't never coming back ♪ She's a voodoo child I hear the call of the wild She's wicked She's wicked She's wicked ♪ She's got a mouth full of razor teeth And claws so needle sharp She'll set you off like fireworks And tear your flesh apart I know you won't take my advice When it comes your turn First she'll lay your soul on ice And she'll make your body burn ♪ She's a voodoo child I hear the call of the wild She's wicked She's wicked She's wicked She's wicked ♪ They say my baby's evil Say my baby's mean I asked her for some water, and She brought me gasoline Raised up in the hills Where the werewolves prowl Every time the moon comes up You can hear my baby howl ♪ She's a voodoo child I hear the call of the wild She's wicked She's wicked She's wicked She's wicked Wicked