Met her in haze on bourbon street Down in New Orleans Long legs black magic In cut-off jeans She came from the bayou backwoods Lake Pontchartrain Talking in tongues Driving me insane I'm about to fall I'll do anything at all For that voodoo doll Well she shook me like a rattlesnake Wrapped around me so tight Dancing to the Bon Ton Roulet Killing me all night Superstition intuition Moving in nice and slow Deep southern spell maker Stirring her gumbo I'm about to fall I'll do anything at all For my voodoo doll Fire black smoke Nothing is what it seems Too close to the flame Burning Cajun queen I'm about to fall I'll do anything at all For that voodoo doll I'm about to fall I'll do anything at all For that voodoo doll For that voodoo doll For that voodoo doll