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I bought the sublime guitar tablature book and it has the correct lyrics inside of it, so it goes like this....
Bein' your guy is a monster habit. You can hide your love, it's true. It's the fetal game, you can see it everyday. Let your freedom hang free. Come on down, I know how I'm going to make you come here. Don't you know it ain't no thing you deplore, so don't take more than you need. It's something that I do later, now it's over now. It's not my fault. Under my voodoo. It's under my voodoo. Pray that I leave you high and dry. Pray you can magnify. If you're fated blood is in my prayers, I damn well feel it are a lie. I'm tellin' the truth. It ain't no deal if you eanna give in like I wanna thing though. Gonna get it 'fore my, get it 'fore my, get my 'fore it's gone. And I'm gone, it's gone. Gotta get ya, got, got, got under my voodoo. Under my voodoo. It's under my voodoo. Free, Lord, God, voodoo. Lord hey, a voodoo. Lord, hey voodoo. What you wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna do? Lord wanna, wanna, wanna. Got love I wanna get some piece a voodoo, ba, de, from me in you, ba, da, you-ou. Ah, oo, ah, oo, ah, ee, ee, ah, ah, oo, ah! Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh. Right now.
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