Well

Well I take whatever I want, baby I want you
Well I think I'm going out of my head
I think I'm going out of my head
I think it's time for you to realize
Just what I have found
I told you once and I told you twice
Ain't gonna tell you again

I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed
I set my sights on Monday, got myself undressed
I feel so bad now, I feel so bad

I'm sixteen and sick of school
Went to the dance the other night
Everybody there was there

Well I woke up Sunday morning
With no brain to hurt my head, that didn't hurt

I'd rather see you dead little girl, than to be with another man

Well if you ever go back to the Holy Smokes
Well you better not go at night
Well if you get in the traffic in the dark country fair
You better not go at night

Well I'll be back yeah, I'll be back
Like a frozen train on a one-way track

Well I'll be damned, because you're cursed again

Well I'll be doggone, if I didn't work all day

Well I'm a voodoo child, well I'm a voodoo child