Lover of the Bayou

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Catfish pie in gris gris bag
Iґm the lover of the bayou
Mark your doorstep with a half wet rag
Iґm the lover of the bayou
Raised and swam with the crocodile
Snake-eye taught me the Mojo style
Sucking weed on chicken bile
Iґm the lover of the bayou

I learned the key to the master look
I learned to float in the water clock
I learned to capture the lightning shock
Iґm the lover of the bayou
And I got catґs an' teeth and hair for sale
Iґm the lover of the bayou
Look out, look out, Baron Zombies on your tail
Iґm the lover of the bayou

I cooked the bat in the gumbo pan
I drank the blood, drank the blood from a rusty can
Turned me into the Honga man
Iґm the lover of the bayou

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Lover of the Bayou Song ratings Not rated yet. Lyrics Catfish pie in gris gris bag Iґm the lover of the bayou Mark your doorstep with a half wet rag Iґm the lover of the bayou Raised and swam with the crocodile Snake-eye taught me the Mojo style Sucking weed on chicken bile Iґm the lover of the bayou I learned the key to the master look I learned to float in the water clock I learned to capture the lightning shock Iґm the lover of the bayou And I got catґs an' teeth and hair for sale Iґm the lover of the bayou Look out, look out, Baron Zombies on your tail Iґm the lover of the bayou I cooked the bat in the gumbo pan I drank the blood, drank the blood from a rusty can Turned me into the Honga man Iґm the lover of the bayou Print version	Information Previous \| Next song from the album Untitled / Unissued
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