Witchcraft (feat. Major Scales)

Come out, come out, wherever you are
 Those fingers in your hair
 That sly, come hither stare
 That strips your conscience bare, it's witchcraft
 And you'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 indeed, indeed
 Proceed with what you're leading me to
 It's such an ancient pitch
 But one I wouldn't switch
 'Cause there's no one I'd rather bewitch than you
 Abracadabra, baby
 Oh, what is this spell that's come over me?
 Those fingers in my hair
 Ba-da-ba-lee-dum, that sly, come hither stare
 That's the one that strips my conscience bare
 Ooh, it's witchcraft
 You know I know it is
 And I've got no defense for it
 Oh no you don't, the heat is too intense for it
 Burnin' up, what good would common sense for it do
 Buh-do-buh-do, 'Cause it's withcraft
 Wicked witchcraft
 ANd I know--I know--I know, it's strictly taboo
 When you arouse the need in me
 My heart says indeed, indeed
 Proceed with what you're leading me to
 Bippity-boppity-boo
 It's such an ancient pitch
 Ooh but honey, it's one I wouldn't switch
 Why's that?
 'Cause there's no nicer witch (AHAHAHA) than
 You
 Now, why don't you hop on my broomstick and let's take a ride?
 Oh, you little devil