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Catfish pie in gris-gris bag I'm the lover of the bayou Pack your doorstep with a half wet rag I'm the lover of the bayou I was raised and swam with the crocodile Snake-eye taught me the Mojo style Sucked and weaned on chicken bile I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah I learned the key to the master lock Learned to float in the water clock Learned to capture the lightning shock I'm the lover of the bayou And I got cats and teeth and hair for sale I'm the lover of the bayou And there are zombies on your tail I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah I cooked a bat in a gumbo pan I drank the blood from a rusty can Turned me into the hunger man I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah From Letras Mania