You better not mess with me
I'm gonna get you, one by one
Make all the ladies, turn their heads around
Ho, you just wait and see
I'll be your hoochie coochie man
On the seventh month, seven doctors they say
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh 'while 'fore I was born
I got set on that old hoochie coochie man
Then I'm gonna take you little girls
Hey, 'cause you know I'll getcha one by one
He'll be a bad one, now
I'll set you free
On the seventh hour of the seventh day
Got a John the conqueroot and got some mojo too
A bad son of a gun
You said, I can just see all those women, chasin' him all down
I'm that old hoochie coochie man
I've got lots of good luck, you know they all agree
I'll make all you little girls
Got a boy child comin' mama
Gonna take you right on down with me yeah
Said I know you're waitin' for me 'cause I'm the hoochie coochie man
And I'm yo' son of a gun
Ain't no fun
Turn your heads around
She said you know he's comin' mama, he'll be a bad, very bad one
Hey, move over people just as fast as you can
We got a black cat born, we're gonna slip it to you
