Hoochi Coochi Man - Live At Fillmore Auditorium, San Francisco, CA-1967
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โฑ๏ธ 5:53 duration
๐ ID: 31674460
๐ Lyrics
Oh yeah, just the way I feel
One time
A gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
Say "You got a boy child comin'
Gon' be a son of a gun
Gonna make all these pretty girls
Lead by his hand
And the whole world'll know
He's a hoochie coochie man"
You know I'm him
The whole town knows I'm him
Yeah, I'm the hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
On the seventh hour
Of the seventh day
Of the seventh month
Seven doctors say
Says I's born for good luck
That you can see
I got seven hundred dollars right here
And you better not mess with me
The whole town knows I'm him
A hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
I been gettin' tight
Like never before
I feel so good
I want a little more
Gimme a little more, please
I wish you would
Takes a whole lotta that stuff, you know, child
To make me feel good
You know I'm him
The whole town knows I'm him
I'm the hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
I got a Fresno pistol
Built on a 'Frisco frame
I'm shootin' Monterey bullets, yeah
I'm Juan Diego chained
I feel so good
I think I'll go down
In Los Angeles, child
And mess around
You know I'm him
Well, the whole town knows I'm him
I'm the hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah
One time
A gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
Say "You got a boy child comin'
Gon' be a son of a gun
Gonna make all these pretty girls
Lead by his hand
And the whole world'll know
He's a hoochie coochie man"
You know I'm him
The whole town knows I'm him
Yeah, I'm the hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
On the seventh hour
Of the seventh day
Of the seventh month
Seven doctors say
Says I's born for good luck
That you can see
I got seven hundred dollars right here
And you better not mess with me
The whole town knows I'm him
A hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
I been gettin' tight
Like never before
I feel so good
I want a little more
Gimme a little more, please
I wish you would
Takes a whole lotta that stuff, you know, child
To make me feel good
You know I'm him
The whole town knows I'm him
I'm the hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
I got a Fresno pistol
Built on a 'Frisco frame
I'm shootin' Monterey bullets, yeah
I'm Juan Diego chained
I feel so good
I think I'll go down
In Los Angeles, child
And mess around
You know I'm him
Well, the whole town knows I'm him
I'm the hoochie coochie man
And the whole town knows I'm him
Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah