[Verse 1]
Standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona
And I’m quite sure I’m in the wrong song
2 girls, 65, got a piece tied up in the back seat
“Honey, we’re recovering Christians”

[Chorus 1]
In the Springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring

[Post-Chorus 1]
And right there for a minute
I knew you so well
And right there for a minute
I knew you so well

[Verse 2]
Got an angry snatch
Girls you know what I mean
When swivelling that hip doesn’t do the trick
Me pureed sanitarily, Mr Sulu
Warp speed, warp speed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey

[Chorus 2]
In the Springtime of his voodoo
In the Springtime of his voodoo
[Post-Chorus 2]
Every road leads back to my door
Every road I will follow
Every road leads back to my door
Got all your crosses loaded

[Interlude]

[Bridge]
And I know she’s not that foxy, boys, yes
I said I know she’s not that foxy, but
You gotta owe something sometimes
You gotta owe, boys
When you’re your momma’s sunshine
You’ve got to give something sometimes
When you’re the sweetest cherry in an apple pie
I need some voodoo on these prunes

[Chorus 1]
In the Springtime of his voodoo
He was going to show me spring

[Chorus 3]
In the Springtime of his voodoo
He
In the Springtime of his voodoo
Yes, he
He was going to show me spring