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'm a vooodoo chile lord i'm a voodoo chile yeah i'm not sayin' the night i was born lord, the moon turned a fire red i said the night i was born the moon turned a fire red my poor mother cried she said "the gypsy was right" and i she fell right dead right on the floor there hey and i said fly on fly on because i'm a voodoo chile, baby voodoo chile From Letras Mania