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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Colin James
Colin James
Vocals
Dennis Marcenko
Dennis Marcenko
Bass
Rick Hopkins
Rick Hopkins
Keyboards
Steve Croes
Steve Croes
Keyboards
Bill Cowsill
Bill Cowsill
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colin James
Colin James
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danny Kortchmar
Danny Kortchmar
Producer
Shep Lonsdale
Shep Lonsdale
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Way down south
Where the mangroves grow
Deep in the swamp
Down in the Bayou
There's a little story
That's never been told
About a pretty widow
Who never grows old
And how she buried her soul
With her wedding ring
Traded it off
For that voodoo thing
She moves like the wind
Got a fire in her eyes
Well, she can bring down rain
From the clear blue sky
Make the sun go down
With a wave of her hand
Well, she can make a king
Of an ordinary man
She's gonna make you dance
She's gonna make you sing
When she gives you some
Of that voodoo thing
Oh-oh-oh, my voodoo thing
Like a heart held close
To the edge of a knife
One kiss from her lips
Turned my blood into ice
I tried to run
By the light of the moon
I said I'd never be back
But I spoke too soon
Well, she made me dance
And she made me scream
Did she give me some
Of that voodoo thing?
The voodoo thing
Oh-oh-oh, my voodoo thing
She'll put a spell on you
Written by: Colin James
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