Did you ever happen to hear of voodoo?
Hear it and you won’t give a damn what you do.
Tom-tom’s put me under a sort of voodoo,
And the whole night long I dont know the right from wrong.
Hot voodoo, black as mud.
Hot voodoo, in my blood.
That african tempo, has made a slave.
Hot voodoo, dance of sin.
Hot voodoo, worse than gin.
I’d follow a cave man, right into his cave .
That beat gives me a wicked sensation,
My counscious wants to take a vacation.
Got voodoo, head to toes.
Hot vooodoo, burn my clothes.
I want to start dancing, just wearing a smile.
Hot voodoo, I’m aflame,
I’m really not to blame,
That african tempo, is meaner than mean.
Hot voodoo, make me brave,
I want to misbehave,
I’m begining to feel like, an african queen.
Those drums bring up the heaven inside me,
I need some great big angel to guide me.
Hot voodoo, makes me wild.
Oh fireman, save this child.
I’m going to blaze,
I want to be bad!
da Venere Bionda di Josef Von Sternberg (1932)
