There's a thing creepin' in the woods
Like an ill wind that blows no good
Women and children begin to howl
When the moon-dog is on the prowl

Chorus:
I'm a hoodoo-voodoo-magic man, got the devil by the horns
His mischief in my hands. ooh-woo-woo!
Ooh-woo-wooooooooooo!

I can make like a big ugly bear

I can fly like a bird in the air
You could look, but you could not see
You better make a move 'cause you know it's me

Chorus:
Every night, when the moon gets high
Come the children through the hoodoo sky
All the women, they know my name
'cause I can fade away, treat 'em all the same