Eric Burdon

One day, once upon a time in bed

I sat still awake

Wishing her around upon my head

My eyes were wide open

To see her up and down on Monday

Oooooooooooh

Pressure! Pressure!

Ooh, You put her on this Earth expecting miracles

Expecting me to be like you when its not possible, I聮m

Made up in your image, but I got limits, So I聮m

Tied to my own ghetto, standing

In my gutter with nothing to show. So

Forgive me God

If I聮m nothing at all without my Mojo

Pressure! Pressure!

Ooh, you placed her on this Earth with Expectations

She dogs me out when she don聮t get no satisfaction

Way past my limits just to get in it

So I聮m tied to my ghetto

Got me gutter bound with no place else to go, so

Forgive me God

If I聮m nothing at all without my Mojo

I asked my friends have they experienced

This kind of 聯Shut your mouth聰

But I want to say It loud

Its gonna make me feel much better

If we聮re feeling it together

Under pressure

I聮m a stomach I don聮t know

Without my mojo

I聮m a stomach I don聮t glow

Without my mojo

Nothing at all

Without my mojo

Stomach I don聮t glow

Without my Mojo (Pressure! Pressure!)

Forgive me God, its hard

Without my mojo. (Pressure! Pressure!)

Nothing at all

Without my mojo (Pressure! Pressure!)

Nothing at all

Without my mojo