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Catfish pie
In gris gris bag
I'm the lover of the bayou
Pack your doorstep
With a half wet rag
I'm the lover of the bayou
I was raised and swam
With the crocodile
Snake-eye taught me
The Mojo style
Sucked and weaned
On chicken bile
I'm the lover of the bayou
I learned the key
To the master lock
Learned to float
In the water clock
Learned to capture
The lightning shock
I'm the lover of the bayou
And I got cat's an' teeth
And hair for sale
I'm the lover of the bayou
And there are zombies
On your tail
I'm the lover of the bayou
I cooked a bat
In a gumbo pan
I drank the blood
From a rusty can
Turned me
Into the Hunger Man
I'm the lover of the bayou
Yeah
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