paroles de chanson Witchcraft (1965 Version) - Frank Sinatra

Here come a cluster of fine old music
Friends who'll always find the door to my heart wide open to them
A cluster of diamonds they be
Those fingers in my hair
That sly come hither stare
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 leading me to"
It's such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn't switch
There ain't no nicer witch than you
'Cause it's witchcraft, that kuku 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"
It's such an ancient pitch
But one that I'd never switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you
Than you, than-
Oh, you're a fine witch