Hoochie Coochie Man

Well, the gypsy woman told my mother on the night I was born
 Say, "You got a boy-child coming, gonna be a son of a gun
 Gonna make pretty womens jump up and down and shout
 And the the world gonna know what's it all about"
 But you know I'm here
 Everybody knows I'm here, everybody knows I'm here
 Well, I'm your hoochie coochie man, yeah
 And everybody knows I'm here
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 Now, I got the black cat bone, and I got a mojo too
 Got the John the Conqueror root, yes, I'm gonna mess with you
 I'm gonna make you girls step right up and grab me by my hand
 Then the world gonna know, Lord, I'm the hoochie coochie man
 But you know I'm here
 Everybody knows I'm here, everybody knows I'm here, whoo-hoo
 Well, I'm the hoochie coochie man, ooh, Lord
 Everybody knows I'm here
 Ah, David
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 Ah-ha, Randy Backman
 Even people from Winnipeg can play the blues, you know that
 It gets cold enough out there
 Now, on the seventh hour, on the seventh day
 Of the seventh month, seven doctors say that
 "He was born for good luck, and that you'll see"
 I got seven hundred pounds, and Lord, don't you mess with me
 'Cause you know I'm here
 Yeah, everybody knows I'm here, everybody knows I'm here
 Lord, I'm your hoochie coochie man
 And Lord, you gotta believe I'm here
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 Yeah
 Yeah