I stopped in Thibodeaux, Roadhouse in Louisiana
I wasn't stayin' long, I was a wanted man
The air was thick with danger, I watched the vixens dance
My six gun in my pocket, my pistol in my pantsI let her walk upon me, she pinned me to the door
She said she swore she knew me, we'd never met before
She pressed up hard against me, I stared into her eyes
She grabbed my face and kissed me, she had me hypnotizedI'm runnin' down the road, can't find the interstate
It's like I'm bein' followed and I can't get away
The snakes and alligators, they whisper in the wind
I hear her callin' to me, I turn around again
Cry of a creole woman, woke up the devil down in me
She took me to her bedroom, smelled like a cheap hotel
Never had a Cajun queen, I'm used to Southern belles
But through the smoky billows of my tobacco leaves
I watched her in the mirror as she was lovin' meI'm runnin' down the road, can't find the interstate
It's like I'm bein' followed and I can't get away
The snakes and alligators, they whisper in the wind
I hear her callin' to me, I turn around again
Cry of a creole woman, woke up the devil down in meWhat's this, you wicked woman, some kind of voodoo game?
Hell I haven't slept since Thursday, don't even know your name
This spell you got me under, got just one remedy
Just like a poison potion, that goes down smooth and sweet
I'm runnin' down the road, can't find the interstate
It's like I'm bein' followed and I can't get away
The snakes and alligators, they whisper in the wind
I hear her callin' to me, I turn around again
Cry of a creole woman, yeah, the cry of a creole woman
Woke up the devil down in me
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