Rabbits Foot

I had bad luck, from the day of birth,
Oh my my what a curse.
I tried to shake it out my shoes,
But I just seem to lose,
Everything I ever touch,
Well it just turns to dust.
I need a little, a little good luck.
I need some kinda voodoo,
I need some kinda luck.
I need some kinda voodoo,
I need some kinda…
Luck in a rabbit’s foot,
Black cat bone, and the moon.
The shape shifting witches brew
Is what I’ll drink with you.
Luck in a rabbit’s foot,
Killed by a cross-eyed look.
I found a little, a little good luck.
I need some kinda voodoo,
I need some kinda luck.
I need some kinda voodoo,
I need some kinda luck.
Yeah, I’m a lucky man,
And I do the best I can to Hold this old devil’s hand,
I’ll make you understand my Love isn’t deep enough,
And if you don’t hurry up,
You’ll need a little, a little good luck.
Yeh! A little good luck.
A little good luck.
A little good luck!
I need a little good luck Marie Laveau,
I need a little good…
Luck!
I, I, I need some kinda voodoo,
I need some kinda luck.
I need some kinda voodoo,
I need some kinda luck.
Some kinda voodoo,
Some kinda luck,
Some kinda voodoo,
Some kinda luck, luck.
Some kinda voodoo,
(Rabbit's foot…)
Some kinda luck,
Some kinda voodoo,
(Rabbit's foot…)
Some kinda luck, luck,
Luck!