Those fingers
In my hair
That sly
Come hither stare
Leaves my
Conscience bare
It's witchcraft
Umm, and I've got
No defense for it
The heat is too
Intense for it
What good would
Common sense
For it do?
Because it's witchcraft
That wicked witchcraft
And although I know
It's strictly taboo
When you arouse
The need in me
My heart says
''Yes, indeed'' in me
Proceed with what
You're leading me to
Soot'n dadee
Doot'n dadeda
And it's such
An ancient pitch
One that I would
Never switch
Because there's
No nicer witch
Than you
'Cause it's witchcraft
That wicked witchcraft
Darling, I know
Though I know
It's strictly taboo, oh!
When you arouse
The need in me
My heart says
Yes, indeed in me
Proceed with what
You're leading me to
Ah la la la
It's such an
Ancient pitch
But one I
Wouldn't switch
There ain't no
Nicer witch than you
Who me?
Than you
Not me
Than you
Hhey, you little witch!