Lyrics

The gypsy woman told my mother 'Fore I was born You got a boy child comin' Gonna be a son of a gun He gonna make pretty womens Jump and shout Then the world wanna know What this all about But you know I'm him Everybody knows I'm him Well, you know I'm the Hoochie Coochie Man Everybody knows I'm him I got a black cat bone I got a mojo, too I got the Johnny Concheroo I'm gonna mess with you I'm gonna make you girls Lead me by my hand Then the world gonna know I'm the Hoochie Coochie Man But you know I'm him Everybody knows I'm him Yeah, you know I'm the Hoochie Coochie Man Everybody knows I'm him, oh, yeah, all right On the seventh hour On the seventh day On the sеventh month The sevеn doctors say "He was born for good luck And that you'll see I got seven hundred dollars Don't you mess with me" 'Cause you know I'm him Everybody knows I'm him Well, you know I'm the Hoochie Coochie Man Everybody knows I'm him, oh, yeah