Rabbits Foot

Turbowolf

Compositor: Não Disponível

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 from 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!