Well Im a good Little Witch Girl
In my own way
Got no need for no black magic daddy
And though the sparks started flying
When you looked my way
To fall victim Id have to be batty
You make me blue
So Im telling you
Dont you come round here waving
Your magic wand
Play it cool with that cloak and that dagger
You can bet your love potion
Im no dizzy blonde
Seems to me youre the one
With the stagger
Heres the thing
Hope its sobering
Dont look me up in your crystal ball
Get the picture?
Were out of focus
Your hoochie-coochie dont jive at all
Cos Im hip to your hocus-pocus
Say goodnight
Cos Ive seen the Light
Well you done abracadabrad me
Through and through
I got them mean old Witches Brew Blues
I got them mean old Witches Brew Blues