Tori Amos – In The Springtime Of His Voodoo Lyrics  Share

From Tori Amos's album: Boys For Pele

Hey, yes, hey, play, play, yeah.
Kyean, hey you, sweet, sweet, sweet a to my a loo, yes.
Hey, hey, yeam.
Hey, such a wang strang while you^,re up, yeay.
You keep a-walking, keep a-walkin^, boy, yeah.
Hey, mmm, sweet.
Well, let with me wash you. Yeah, walk down.
Huh, just keep on boilin^, at me. Watch it, yeah.
Hey, hear me and me, yeah.
Sure. Who... Who...

Standin^, on a corner in Winslow, Arizona,
And I^,m quite sure I^,m in the wrong song.
Two girls, sixty-five, got a piece tied up in the back seat,
"Oh honey, we^,re Recovering Christians."

In the Springtime of his voodoo.
He-he-he was going to show me spring.
Who... who who...

And right there for a minute, I knew you so... well.
And right there for a minute, I knew you so... well.


Got an angry snatch, girls you know what I mean,
When swivelin^, that hip doesn^,t do the trick.
Me pureed sanitarily, Mister Sulu- a warp speed, a warp speed,
A yeay, yeay, yeay, yeay, hey...

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In the Springtime of his voodoo, hey.
In the Springtime of his voodoo, hey, yow.


Every road lead back to my door.
(And right there for a minute.)
Every road I follow. (I knew you so well.)
Every road leads back to my door.
(And right there for a minute.)
Got all your crosses loaded. (I knew...)


A-and I know she^,s not that ^,foxy,^, boys, yes.
I said, I know she^,s not that ^,foxy,^, but,
You gotta owe something sometimes.
You gotta owe boys, 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, oh hoh, on these prunes.
Sure, who... who...


In the Springtime of his voodoo, heya.
In the Springtime of his voodoo, yes, he,
He-he-he was going to show me spring...
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