In the Springtime of His Voodoo

Lyrics for In the Springtime of His Voodoo

Standin' on a corner in Winslow, Arizona And I'm quite sure I'm in the wrong song 2 girls, 65, got a piece tied up in the back seat "Honey we're recovering christians" In the springtime of his voodoo He was going to show me spring And right there for a minute I knew you so well And right there for a minute I knew you so well Got an angry snatch Girls you know what I mean When swivelin' that hip doesn't do the trick Me pureed sanitarily, Mr Sulu Warp speed! Warp speed! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey In the springtime of his voodoo In the springtime of his voodoo Every road leads back to my door / and right there for a minute Every road I will follow / I knew you so well Every road leads back to my door / and right there for a minute Got all your crosses loaded / I knew And I know she's not that foxy, boys, yes I said I know she's not that foxy, but You gotta owe something sometimes You gotta owe, boys When you're your momma's sunshine You've got to give something sometimes When you're the sweetest cherry In an apple pie I need some voodoo on these prunes In the springtime of his voodoo He was going to show me spring In the spring time of his voodoo In the spring time of his voodoo Yes, he, he was going to show me spring...