| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you-ou
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau
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| She’s the witch queen (ahhhh) of New Orlea-eans
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| Of New Orlea-eans
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| I’m gonna tell you a story, strange as it now see-eems
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| Of zombie, voodoo, gris gris, and the Witch Queen of New Orleans
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| She lived in a world of magic, possessed by the devils skew-ew
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| From a shack near the swamplands, made of mud-pile brick
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| Marie stirred her witches brew-ew
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you-ou
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau
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| She’s the Witch Queen (ahhhh) of New Orlea-eans
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| Of New Orlea-eans
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| I’m gonna tell you a story, strange as it now see-eems
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| Of zombie, voodoo, gris gris, and the Witch Queen of New Orleans
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| She lived in a world of magic, possessed by the devils skew-ew
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| From a shack near the swamplands, made of mud-pile brick
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| Marie stirred her witches brew-ew
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you-ou
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau
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| She’s the Witch Queen (ahhhh) of New Orlea-eans
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| Of New Orlea-eans
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| Dime or a nickel anyone could buy-uy, voodoo of any ki-ind
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| She had potions and lotions, herbs and tanna leaves
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| Guaranteed to blow your mi-ind
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| Early one mornin' into mucky swamp dew
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| Vanished Marie with hate in her eye-eyes
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| Though she’ll never return, all the Cajuns knew-ew
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| A Witch Queen never die-ie-ies
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you-ou
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she’ll put a spell on you
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| Marie, Marie, da voodoo ve |