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Standin on a corner in Winslow Arizona
And I´m quite sure I´m in the wrong song
2 girls 65 got a piece tied up in the
Back seat
"Honey we´re Recovering Christians"
In the Springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring
And right there for a minute
I know you so well
Got an angry snatch
Girls you konw what I mean
When swivelin that hip doesn´t do the trick
Me pureed sanitarily Mr. Sulu
Warp speed
Warp speed
Warp speed
In the Springtime of his voodoo
Every road leads back to my door
Ever road I will follow
Every road leads back to my door
Got all your crosses loaded
And I know she´s not that
Foxy
Boys
I said I know she´s not that
Foxy but
You gotta owe something sometimes
You gotta owe
When you´re your momma´s sunshine
You´ve got to give something sometimes
When you´re the sweetest cherry
In an apple pie
I need some voodoo on these prunes
In the springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring
Translate to:
Standin on a corner in Winslow Arizona
And I´m quite sure I´m in the wrong song
2 girls 65 got a piece tied up in the
Back seat
"Honey we´re Recovering Christians"
In the Springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring
And right there for a minute
I know you so well
Got an angry snatch
Girls you konw what I mean
When swivelin that hip doesn´t do the trick
Me pureed sanitarily Mr. Sulu
Warp speed
Warp speed
Warp speed
In the Springtime of his voodoo
Every road leads back to my door
Ever road I will follow
Every road leads back to my door
Got all your crosses loaded
And I know she´s not that
Foxy
Boys
I said I know she´s not that
Foxy but
You gotta owe something sometimes
You gotta owe
When you´re your momma´s sunshine
You´ve got to give something sometimes
When you´re the sweetest cherry
In an apple pie
I need some voodoo on these prunes
In the springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring