paroles de chanson Witchcraft - Helen O'Connell
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
leading
me
to.
It's
such
an
ancient
pitch,
But
one
that
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
leading
me
to.
It's
such
an
ancient
pitch,
But
one
that
I'd
never
switch,
'Cause
there's
no
nicer
witch
than
you.
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