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 witchcraftwicked witchcraft
And althoughI knowit s strictly taboo

When you arouse the need in my
My heart says yes indeed in me
Proceed with what your leading me to

It s such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn t switch
Cause there s no nicer witch than you

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