Has anyone seen my mojo
I think it ran away
I just can't find it anywhere
I've looked for it all day
I even looked in under the couch
Where my shoes will sometimes hide
And when I told my wife it's gone
Well, she broke down and cried
I looked behind the refrigerator
It's been there once ot twice
I've even found it a couple of times
Just chillin' with the ice
I looked behind the microwave
Cause my mojo's really hot
I thought that it would surely be there
But I'm sorry to say it's not
I looked behind the recliner
Cause that's it's favorite chair
But once again, to my dismay
It simply wasn't there
I went into the bedroom
And looked in under the bed
Nope, it's not under there either
So I stood and scratched my head
I even called 911
And told them of my pain
They told me not to call again
And said that I'm insane
So if anyone finds my mojo
Please send it back or call
Cause a man without his mojo
Is barely a man at all
Apr 21, 2010
Apr 21, 2010 at 7:53 AM UTC
Has anyone seen my mojo
I think it ran away
I just can't find it anywhere
I've looked for it all day
I even looked in under the couch
Where my shoes will sometimes hide
And when I told my wife it's gone
Well, she broke down and cried
I looked behind the refrigerator
It's been there once ot twice
I've even found it a couple of times
Just chillin' with the ice
I looked behind the microwave
Cause my mojo's really hot
I thought that it would surely be there
But I'm sorry to say it's not
I looked behind the recliner
Cause that's it's favorite chair
But once again, to my dismay
It simply wasn't there
I went into the bedroom
And looked in under the bed
Nope, it's not under there either
So I stood and scratched my head
I even called 911
And told them of my pain
They told me not to call again
And said that I'm insane
So if anyone finds my mojo
Please send it back or call
Cause a man without his mojo
Is barely a man at all