The Blues Project - Hoochie Coochie Man lyrics

Gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born She said "You got a boy-child coming Gonna be a son-of-a-gun He gonna make pretty women Jump and shout And the world's gonna know What's it all about Don't you know what I'm saying! Yeah, everybody knows I'm him I said I'm your hoochie coochie man You'd better believe I'm him! I've got a black cat bone I've got a mojo too I've got a little bottle of Johnny confidence I'm gonna mess with you Hey! I'll pick you up Lead you by the hand And the world's gonna know I'm your hoochie coochie man Don't you know what I'm saying! Yeah! Every body knows I'm him! Said I'm your hoochie coochie man You'd better believe I'm him! On the seventh hour Of the seventh day Of the seventh month Seven black girls say He was born for good luck And you will see I got seven hundred dollars, baby Don't you mess with me! Don't you know what I'm saying! Yeah! Every body knows I'm him! Said I'm your hoochie coochie man You'd better believe I'm him!