1, 2, 3 Go!
Those
fingers in my hair
That sly
come hither stare
That strips
my conscience bare
It's
witchcraft
And I've
got no defense for it
The heat is
too intense for it
What good
would common sense for it do
'Cause it's
witchcraft, wicked witchcraft
And
although, I know, it's strictly taboo
When you
arouse the need in my
My heart
says yes indeed in me
Proceed
with what you’re leading me to
It's such
an ancient pitch
But one I
wouldn't switch
'Cause
there's no nicer witch than you
When you
arouse the need in my
My heart
says yes indeed in me
Proceed
with what you’re leading me to
It's such
an ancient pitch
But one I
wouldn't switch
'Cause
there's no nicer witch than you
'Cause
there's no nicer witch than you
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