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Mojo Hannah Lyrics - Artist : Gaye, Marvin
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm taking four strands of your hair And a five dollar bill Gonna put 'em in a letter And drop 'em in the mail Gonna send 'em to a woman A friend of mine told me about She's a gumbo cooker, alligator hooker Make a dead man jump and shout, woo Talking about a woman named Hanna (Where she live?) Down in Louisiana (Tell us what she do) She's a mojo worker (Woo-hoo) Gonna work her thing for me (Woo-hoo) Gonna end my misery, baby (Woo-hoo) And I know she's walking through the door real soon (Hurry up, hurry up, Hanna) Hurry up, Hanna (Hurry up) Yeah, baby She don't wear fancy stitches All the girl wears is manly britches Every now and then she'll take a little sip Got a .45 on her hip She built up a strong reputation all in the southern land That Saturday night about twelve o'clock When she hoodoo the voodoo man Talking about a woman named Hanna (Where she live?) Down in Louisiana (Tell us what she do) She's a mojo worker (Woo-hoo) Gonna work her thing for me (Woo-hoo) Gonna end my misery (Woo-hoo) I know she's walking through the door real soon (Hurry up, hurry up, Hanna) Come on, Hanna (Hurry up) Yeah, yeah (Hurry up, Hanna, woo-hoo) Yeah, get your mojo working, girl, yeah (Hurry up, Hanna, woo-hoo) And I know you're the best in all the world, baby (Hurry up, Hanna, woo-hoo) And I'm waiting down here by the railroad track, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hurry up, Hanna, woo-hoo) I know you're gonna bring her back, yeah, yeah (Hurry up, Hanna, woo-hoo) Hanna, Hanna, come on, come on, Hanna (Hurry up, Hanna, woo-hoo) Please, Hanna, yeah |
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