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Backstory:

This song is written from my Louisiana background and love making my grandmother rue. Most of all purchasing love potion and they never work for me. I am still single. Lol. Everything helps from prayers, makeup, new hairstyle and  some us get desperately seeking. So gris gris  at least make you feel confident. I feel like Muddy waters and John conquer root, Hoochie Coochie man. Demo   needed.                                                                                                                                                                       

Lyrics:

                                                  





Creole Lady Rue ( Modern Blues Version)



Chorus: 

I'm going to get me a man

I got my eye on the perfect one

I can't loose with my CREOLE LADY RUE

I'm going mix it up

I'm gonna lock him up

I can't loose with my CREOLE LADY RUE

CREOLE LADY RUE  that  Creole Lady Blues


Verse

I met a lady down in Louisiana 

Who taught me how to use my gypsy hand

She said all you need to do is use your voodoo

If you can make that gumbo rue

You have that man eating out your hands


"Back to Chorus"




Verse

Ladies it's easy to make

You got know how to use your king cake

All the Creole girls know that voodoo

These men are the big easy

Before you know it they be calling you Cher


"Back to Chorus" 



Bridge


Man talking:  Girl whatcha you fixin' to

It smell like some gumbo

It better not be no John Conquer jumbo

Long as you throw those thick thighs

It don't madda


Singing:      He want that Seafood Gumbo Ya-Ya

                    He want that Seafood Gumbo Ya-Ya

                     Yea you right

                     He want that Seafood Gumbo Ya-Ya

                     He want that Seafood Gumbo Ya-Ya

                    Now dat da blues gris gris

                     


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