She's Wicked - Remastered

They say my baby's evil
They say my baby's bad
The gypsies stole my baby from her mom and dad

Raised up in the hills
On the wrong side of the track
Tangle with my baby, you ain't never coming back

She's a voodoo child
I hear the call of the wild

She's wicked
She's wicked
She's wicked

She's got a mouth full of razor teeth
And claws so needle sharp
She'll set you off like fireworks
And tear your flesh apart

I know you won't take my advice
When it comes your turn
First she'll lay your soul on ice
And she'll make your body burn

She's a voodoo child
I hear the call of the wild

She's wicked
She's wicked
She's wicked
She's wicked

They say my baby's evil
Say my baby's mean
I asked her for some water, and
She brought me gasoline

Raised up in the hills
Where the werewolves prowl
Every time the moon comes up
You can hear my baby howl

She's a voodoo child
I hear the call of the wild

She's wicked
She's wicked
She's wicked
She's wicked

Wicked



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Chandler, Glen A Dalpis
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