Where'd you get that voodoo you ain't from the Bayou. Where'd you learn to move like that. Go ahead and try me and bring your poison ivy. Snakin' in the tall green grass. Why'd your mama name you Sweet Louisiana. ‘Cause you could be the devil's child. Glory hallelujah love the way you do ya. It's never goin' out of style. Well it must be so cool to be you. Makin' me a fool yeah like you do. You're like honey to the bees. Baby won't you please. Sting me with a tease or two. Sweet Louisiana. Yeah you're burnin' like a fire sparkin' like a lighter. Sugar with a side of sass. Down and nitty gritty like you own the city. Honey how you so badass. Well it must be so cool to be you. Makin' me a fool yeah like you do. You're like honey to the bees. Baby won't you please. Sting me with a tease or two. Sweet Louisiana. Sweet Louisiana. Well it must be so cool to be you. Makin' me a fool so cruel. You're like honey to the bees. Baby won't you please. Sting me with a tease or two. Sweet Louisiana. Sweet Louisiana. Sweet Louisiana