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I fell in love with your body and soul
My hands feel sticky, and my head's ice cold
My sugar tastes sour; my salt tastes sweet
I wanna laydown but I just can't sleep
It's your voodoo working
It's your voodoo working
Round and round same old thing
Heartache, misery, trouble, and pain
It's your voodoo working
It's your voodoo working
It's your voodoo working
Voodoo working and I can't get a little
Slow down, baby, you're going too fast
Your love is voodoo, and I just can't last
I cried last night and the night before
Twenty long hours, my eyes are sore
It's your voodoo working
It's your voodoo working
It's your voodoo working
Voodoo working and I can't get a little
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