It's Your Voodoo Working - Samantha Fish

I fell in love with a body of soul

My hands feel sticky, my head’s ice cold

My sugar tastes sour, my salt tastes sweet

I could’ve laid down but I just can’t sleep

It’s your voodoo working

It’s your voodoo working

Round and round, the same old thing

Hiding misery, trouble and pain

It’s your voodoo working

It’s your voodoo working

It’s your voodoo working

Voodoo working, now can’t I get a little

Slow down, baby, you’re going too fast

Love is voodoo and I just can’t last

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, now can’t I get a little

Oh, ooh, oh, baby

That voodoo working

Ah, ooh

Voodoo working

Ah, ah!

Ah, baby, can’t I get a little

I’m in love when I say, give me love

Get that voodoo working

Voodoo working, and I can’t get a little

Yeah!