Songtexte Witchcraft - Michael Bublé

Okay dude, let's rock it

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, hm, wicked witchcraft
And although I know it's strictly taboo
Whoa-oh, 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

'Cause it's witchcraft, hm, that wicked witchcraft
And although I know it's strictly taboo
Whoa-oh, 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

No nicer one, baby