Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail
But when my left eye jump, somebody got to go
Well, I'm not superstitious, but that black cat across my trail
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure
Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail
Whoa, the dogs are howlin' all over the neighborhood
Well, the dogs are howlin' all over the neighborhood
Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure
Bad luck for me
