She’s the Queen of the Quarter
Bougie Mambo in Voodoo style
She got a spirit on every corner
And they all willin’ to go that extra mile
She said “Come by at midnight down to the Allée
 2^nd left, 3^rd door on the right
And I’ll be waiting there hangin’ out on St. Ann Street
Come  and claim your Chicken Feet”

They call her Mary, Mambo Mary 
Been doin’ business on the Square since ‘81
And we’ve arranged for a midnight rendez-vous
I got my money I better bring my gun
She said “Voodoo magic, is risky business, boy
Better heed my words,  gotta get it right
And don’t tell nobody you better be discreet
Gonna sell you some Chicken Feet”

Gonna work-a dat gris-gris, work-a my gris-gris on you, work-a dat gris-gris
Gonna work-a dat gris-gris, work-a my gris-gris on you, work-a dat gris-gris
Awww Chicken Feet

She’s the fire on the Bayou
She’s the storm on the lake
And in my eyes she’s an angel
But in her mirror  she’s a demon snake
Oh  Mambo Mary I don’t wanna your gumbo
And I don’t need your sage advice
So here’s my money our deals complete
Just give me my Chicken Feet