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 me My heart says "Yes, indeed" in me "Proceed with what you´re leadin´ me to"
It´s such an ancient pitch But one I wouldn´t switch ´cause there´s no nicer witch than you
´cause it´s witchcraft, that crazy 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 leadin´ me to"
It´s such an ancient pitch But one I´d never switch ´cause there´s no nicer witch than you