Well, i ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Well, i ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, i might get put in jail
When my right hand itches, i gets money for sure
When my right hand itches, i gets money for sure
But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go
Well, i ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Well, i ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, i just might get put in jail
Well, the dogs are howling, all over the neighborhood
Whoa, the dogs are howling, all over the neighborhood
That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good
Well, i'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail
Well, i'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, i just might get put in jail
That's bad luck for me
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