Witchcraft

Those fingers in my hair That sly come-hither stare 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 That 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 Yet one that I'd never switch 'Cause there ain't no nicer witch than you... Than you... Shades of ol' Lucrezia Borgia There's the devil in you tonight And although my heart adores ya My head says, 'It ain't right!' Right to let you make advances Oh, no... Under normal circumstances I'd go But oh, no... 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 is such an ancient pitch But one that I'd never switch 'Cause there ain't no nicer witch than you Than you... Than you... You're such a fancy witch!