Lyrics

Psst, hey Come here If you're down on the Bayou Feel free to stop on by I got cures for whatever ails you And you won't believe your eyes I don't reveal my secrets Might not always tell the truth But I dance to the beat of my own drum And I do what I wanna do, ooh I got recipes for disaster And remedies for pain Mix up my own concoctions That no one can explain You might not even know it If I cast a spell on you See, I don't care if you think it's fair 'Cause I do what I wanna do Some folks say I'm sneaky Some folks say I'm sly They're all on pins and needles Whenever I walk by I can tell you 'bout your future I can read most all the signs Might cut you a deal If you're a friend of mine But I still hold all the power in this hypnotic Rue I take all of your suggestions But I do what I wanna do Do what I wanna do I do what I want, what I wanna do I do what I want, what I wanna do
Writer(s): Bryan Todd, Scott Krippayne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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