paroles de chanson The Witch - Mark Fry

The witch is looking through my window
Her cold breath on the window pane
The witch is eating water mellon
The pipe she′ll try to rearrange
And I'm all alone waiting for someone
To come on home
To come on home
To come on home
To come on home
To come on home
And ah the witch is coming
Right through my window
And ah the witch, the witch is coming
Right through my window
Right through my window
Right through my window