Well, I ain′t superstitious
Black cat crossed my trail
I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Got a feelin′ 'bout the future
And it ain't too good, I know that
Dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood
Dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood
I got bad luck coming no how
And you know it won′t stop me now
Play the blue supper
Dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood
Dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood
I got a feeling about the future
It ain′t too good, I know that
Yeah, ooh, ooh ooh
And all in all
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