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