Those fingers in my hair
That sly come-hither stare
That leaves my conscience bare
It's witchcraft
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
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 leadin' me to"
It's such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn't switch
There's no nicer witch than you
Those fingers in my hair
That sly come-hither stare
That leaves my conscience bare
It's witchcraft
I've got no defense for it
Heat is too intense for it
What good would common sense for it do?
It's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft
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 leadin' me to"
It is such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn't switch
There's no nicer witch than you
Those fingers in my hair
That sly come-hither stare
That leaves 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 leadin' me to"
It's such an ancient pitch
But one I'd never switch
There's no nicer witch than you