Mes Dames Sarat ('Secret Treaties' outtake - 1973)

Candy came back in the ring last night

Stood at my bed, pulled down my sight

Black-hat magician with black cat's eyes

She had swim with me as I had swim through the night

She said, "Coca-cola voodoo, living mambo, lower, lower, ooh

Coca-cola voodoo, living mambo"

Up in the park, they dance in the dark

To have a dance with mes dames sarat

Police don't know and the moon don't show

How they rocked like sailors all night, all night, all night, all night, all night, night, night, night

Candy called down the cul-de-sac

And men once dead, come rolling back

To mes dames sarat, men, they kissed their hand

On the sweet, sweet places on the holy plans

They said, "Coca-cola voodoo, living mambo, lower, lower, ooh"

"Coca-cola voodoo, living mambo"

Come say goodnight, she was gone, goodbye

Gone uptown, where I can't track her dance

I left alone to sleep and wonder

Split the radio 'fore the moment is over

Coca-cola voodoo, living mambo, lower, lower, ooh

Coca-cola voodoo, living mambo, lower, lower, ooh