Text: Doobie Brothers. Toulouse Street. Snake Man.

Well, I?m worried, snake man?s on my trail,
oh Lord, I?m worried, snake man?s on my trail,
and I only come outside to pick up all the U.S. mail.

A black eagle flies through my backyard,
a black eagle flies through my backyard,
perches on my window, Lord, what a fearsome sight