Mannish Boy
Now when I was a young boy, at the age of five
My mother said I was, gonna be the greatest man alive
But now I'm a man, way past twenty one
Want you to believe me I had lots of fun
I'm a man I spell MAN that represents man no BOY that mean mannish boy
I'm a man I'm a full grown man I'm a man I'm a natural born lovers man
I'm a man I'm a rolling stone I'm a man I'm a hoochie coochie man
Sitting on the outside, just me and my mate
You know I'm made to move you come up two hours late
Wasn't that a man I spell MAN that represents man no BOY that mean mannish boy
I'm a man I'm a full grown man I'm a man I'm a natural born lovers man
I'm a man I'm a rolling stone I'm a man I'm a hoochie coochie man
The line I shoot will never miss when I make love to a woman,
She can't resist I think I go down to old Kansas Stew
I'm gonna bring back my second cousin that little Johnny Cocheroo
All you little girls sitting out at that line I can make love to you in five minutes time
Ain't that a man I spell MAN that represents man no BOY that mean mannish boy
I'm a man I'm a full grown man I'm a man I'm a natural born lovers man
I'm a man I'm a rolling stone I'm a man I'm a hoochie coochie man
(I'm Your) Hoochie Coochie Man
The gypsy woman told my mother before I was born
You got a boy child's coming going to be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty womens jump and shout
Then the world wanna know what this all about
But you know I'm him everybody knows I'm him
Well, you know I'm the hoochie coochie man everybody knows I'm him
I got a black cat bone I got a mojo too I got the John the Conqueror root I'm gonna mess with you
I'm gonna make you lead me by my hand then the world will know I'm a hoochie coochie man
But you know I'm him everybody knows I'm him
Well, you know I'm the hoochie coochie man everybody knows I'm him
On the seventh hour on the seventh day on the seventh month the seven doctors say
He was born for good luck and that you'll see
I got seven hundred dollars don't you mess with me
But you know I'm him everybody knows I'm him
Well, you know I'm the hoochie coochie man everybody knows I'm him
But you know I'm him everybody knows I'm him
Well, you know I'm the hoochie coochie man the whole round world know we're here
Louisiana Blues
I'm going down in Louisiana behind the sun
I'm going down in Louisiana behind the sun
Well, you know I just found out my troubles just begun
I'm going down in New Orleans get me a mojo hand
I'm going down in New Orleans get me a mojo hand
I'm gonna have all you women right here at my command
Got My Mojo Working
Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you
Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you
I wanna love you so bad till I don't know what to do
I'm going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand
I'm going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand
I'm gonna have all you women right here at my command
She Is Into Something
Snapping of a finger make a dog wag its tail
A whistle from her voice make a train jump it's rail
Take her to the racetrack show her face
A horse in years it will come in first place
She's into something she's into something
She's into something you should be into something too
Well, you laughed at her about a week ago
Now she's met a man with a whole lotta dough
And he is rich and I have seen the money
And all she had to was to call the man Honey
She's into something she's into something
She's into something you should be into something too
She rides around town on her wheel
You might say she got herself a stone-cold deal
One thing the girl, she don't have to do
Is worry about no money when the payment is due
She's into something she's into something
She's into something you should be into something too
I Just Want To Make Love To You
I don't want you to be no slave I don't want you to work all day
I don't want you to be true I just want to make love to you
I don't want you to wash my clothes I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too I just want to make love to you
Well I can see by the way that you switch and walk and I can tell by the way that you baby talk
And I know by the way that you treat your man I wanna love you and it's a crying shame
I don't want you to bake my bread I don't want you to make my bed
I don't want you because I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you
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