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Lyrics: Slade. Chakeeta.

When you gaze right into your crystal ball, show me what you see
Here in that piece of glass can't turn you on, it ain't made to love me
And when you open up your gypsy eyes, I can't look away
Using that magic spell to hypnotise, you can make me stay

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Hey Chakeeta, Chakeeta, Chakeeta
You put the hurt on me, you put the hurt on me
Hey Chakeeta Chakeeta Chakeeta
You put the hurt on me, you put the hurt on me

Listen your voodoo hearts beating too fast, beating in my palm
All of them hoodoo curses ain't made to last, throw away your charm

Chorus
Hey Chakeeta, Chakeeta, Chakeeta
You put the hurt on me, you put the hurt on me
Hey Chakeeta Chakeeta Chakeeta
You put the hurt on me, you put the hurt on me

Chakeeta, Chakeeta, you put the hurt on me

With your electric vibration, your fascination, see now I'm still here
Sink into an itineration, infatuation, I won't disappear

Chorus
Hey Chakeeta, Chakeeta, Chakeeta
You put the hurt on me, you put the hurt on me
Hey Chakeeta Chakeeta Chakeeta
You put the hurt on me, you put the hurt on me

Hey Chakeeta Chakeeta
Open up your gypsy eyes, you make a spell and hypnotise
Look into your crystal ball, that piece of glass can't tell you all
You put the hurt on me, you put the hurt on me