[Chorus]
- What's my nicotine?
- It's voodoo!
- What's my alcohol?
- It's voodoo!
- Who's my commanding officer?
- It's voodoo!
- Give me the password!
- "Voodoo"!
- What's my nicotine?
- It's voodoo!
- What's my alcohol?
- It's Voodoo!
- Who's my commanding officer?
- It's Voodoo!
- Give me the password!
- "Voodoo"!

[Verse 1]
On the altar are cigar ashes, a bottle of rum
A man with a Negro smile spews out a Legbe song
She pours rum booze on the edge of a growl
And the Baron's defense breaks through like a rugby match
He asks for big breasts for his neighbor's Pocahontas
So that the rum in his bottle will never be drunk to the bottom
A Lamborghini in the garage tomorrow and a Honda in the mеantime
Plaid and a packet of Bond (It's voodoo!)
The man with thе Negro smile got a bottle of rum
But he can't drink it all the way down because the proof is sealed
And Pocahontas' neighbor got tits so big
That don't fit in a Lamborghini (Motherfuckers! I'm fucking kidding!)
The Lamborghini's in the garage, but the neighbor's
Who's recently widowed, his tits have crushed the fool
If you don't ask for something you don't know
Then you're gonna get a fuckin' expulsion! (Voodoo!)
[Chorus]
- What's my nicotine?
- It's voodoo!
- What's my alcohol?
- It's Voodoo!
- Who's my commanding officer?
- It's Voodoo!
- Give me the password!
- "Voodoo!"
- What's my nicotine?
- It's Voodoo!
- What's my alcohol?
- It's Voodoo!
- Who's my commanding officer?
- It's Voodoo!
- Speak the password!
- It's "Voodoo!"

[Verse 2]
On the altar lie cigar ashes, a bottle of rum
A man with a Negro smile goes through his beads again
He couldn't stay at work, he couldn't stay at home
There are crosses in the cemetery, but he saw the pluses
He asks for meat, beer, meat and beer in the house
The men had enough to eat, he asked for his sister's boots
With a fake on his hand, his sister was killed in her boots
The men ate her up and drank her beer
Oh! My sex is handmade!
Ow! I pumped my abs with a cough!
Ow! Say, Cobain Kurt and Flint Kate
Ow! What are we fucking for?
Ow! My sex is handmade!
Ow! I've got coughing abs!
Ow! Say, Cobain Kurt and Flint Kate
Ow! What are we fucking for?
[Chorus]
- What's my nicotine?
- It's voodoo!
- What's my alcohol?
- It's voodoo!
- Who's my commanding officer?
- It's Voodoo!
- Give me the password!
- "Voodoo!"
- What's my nicotine?
- It's Voodoo!
- What's my alcohol?
- It's Voodoo!
- Who's my commanding officer?
- It's Voodoo!
- Give me the password!
- "Voodoo!"

[Outro]
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