When the catchy tune of
Voodoo Lady - Ween began to play, the crowd stood to their feet and peered over to the entrance way in anticipation. Fog began to pour onto the top of the ramp as Dallas emerged from the back.
Voodoo Lady
Shakin' that stick and drivin' me crazy
Your eyes look red and hazy
Doin' that stuff that you do
Messin' me up with your voodoo
She stood at the top of the ramp, moving her body along with the beat of the music. If one looked closely, her lips could be seen moving rapidly as if she was chanting. It was then that she began to make her way down to the ring, with a smirk on her face. Every so often, she'd stop, stare at a particular audience member, and chant out a few words that were definitely not English, then continue her walk with a smile on her face, leaving the poor fella/lass to wonder whether s/he was cursed or blessed.
You drive me crazy with that
Boogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie oogie
You drive me crazy with that
Boogie boogie boogie
Making her way to the ring, from Corpus Christi, Texas....Dallas Cruuuuuuuuz!
Once she had arrived at her destination, she stood on the apron outside of the ring and peered into the ring with a suspicious look on her face. Her eyebrow raised up high as she brought up a hand and stuck it out over the ropes, her lips moving as she mumbled to herself in tongue. Was she...lifting a curse or something? When she finished, her smirk was once again on her lips as she climbed in through the second and top rope then made her way over to the center of the ring.