Текст песни WITCH - FLØRE

You got fantasies about me
I know you picture me down on my knees
My little fool, follow my rules, keep me amused
You try to escape, but it's too late
You're under my spell and without a trace
Every night, I creep inside your feeble mind

Try to hunt me down
But I rule this town
Three spoons of naughty and one spoon of nice

I'm a witch, call me bitch
Oh, did I offend you?
While I'm your secret wish
We both know that it is true
Ooh, ooh, so upset with my mini dress
Haven't you heard?
Real witches do not burn

You want your head between my legs
Think of the view of me in your bed
Riding your broom, just me and you, under the moon
Attention is what I get for you talking shit on the internet
And you think that I'm getting mad
But I'm too busy being bad

And you still don't know
That I'm in control
Three spoons of sweetness and one spoon of spice

I'm a witch, call me bitch
Oh, did I offend you?
While I'm your secret wish
We both know that it is true
Ooh, ooh, so upset with my mini dress
Haven't you heard?
Real witches do not burn

Real witches do not burn
(And you still don't...)
(Ooh, ooh, so upset with my mini dress...)

Haven't you heard?
Real witches do not burn
(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
(Burn, burn, burn, burn...)