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