VOODOO "I’m not being cranky I just hate this party Think I might as well Spend a night in hell Reading torture magazine Than pretending I’m one of you They move wild and carefree As hip as hip can be I think I should split But wait a minute I feel something in my knees Is it music or new voodoo ? Can I resist this ? Am I off my head, what’s shaking my hips ? Can I resist this ? It’s the kind of beat I just can’t dismiss It’s too early for me I can’t set myself free Can we sit aside I’m not qualified I’m the worst you’ve ever seen I’m as groovy as a bamboo Air crawling in air sea I feel all eyes on me They have so much grace And I’m out of place Why am ’I feeling like a queen ? Is it music or new voodoo ? Can I resist this ? Am I off my head, what’s shaking my hips ? Can I resist this ? It’s the kind of beat I just can’t dismiss"
