| Should have known the night I met you | 
| That you would be my doom | 
| Should have heard the wolves crying | 
| When you walked into the room | 
| Should have been more careful | 
| When the black cat crossed my path | 
| Cause just one look in your eyes | 
| And there would be no turning back | 
| Now I get busy | 
| every time you come around | 
| The room is spinning, faster | 
| But my feet are on the ground | 
| No chains around me | 
| But I can’t see to break free | 
| You must have cast | 
| Some kind of spell on me | 
| You know you can make me do | 
| Anything you want me to | 
| No requests, just to tell who | 
| Must be voodoo baby | 
| You know all the things to say | 
| To make sure that I always stay | 
| You know how to get your way | 
| Must be voodoo baby | 
| You hold the power | 
| With the doll that’s in your hand | 
| Stick it with a pin and you got me | 
| At your command | 
| Now at the midnight hour | 
| Darkness falls across the land | 
| You tame the beast within | 
| You turn the monster into man | 
| Now I get busy | 
| every time you come around | 
| The room is spinning, faster | 
| But my feet are on the ground | 
| No chains around me | 
| But I can’t see to break free | 
| You must have cast | 
| Some kind of spell on me | 
| You know you can make me do | 
| Anything you want me to | 
| No requests, just to tell who | 
| Must be voodoo baby | 
| You know all the things to say | 
| To make sure that I always stay | 
| You know how to get your way | 
| You know you can make me do | 
| Anything you want me to | 
| No requests, just to tell who | 
| You know all the things to say | 
| To make sure that I always stay | 
| You know how to get your way | 
| Must be voodoo baby | 
| Voodoo baby | 
| Every day with you’s like Halloween | 
| You know a thousand way to make me scream | 
| You take the dead in me and made it come alive | 
| And nothing in this world can tear me from your side | 
| You could look like the creature from the black lagoon | 
| You could howl like the wolf man at the moon | 
| You could walk like the bride of Frankenstein | 
| You still would be mine o' mine | 
| You still would be mine |