Lips of a Witch

Black lace and slow movements She knew what the hell she was doing Long days when she was brewing A potion to make me wanna lose it Shuts the door and kills the switch Next thing I know I'm tasting the lips of a witch A sly look to stay hush (uh-huh) She knows, she knows how to make your blood rush Fingertips have gone exploring Through my trails like a black crow soaring Cast me down to where she sits Next thing I know, I'm tasting the lips of a witch Take a ride on the broom for tonight Don't go quick Back it up, back it up, back it up (switch) Take flight, it's a full moon out tonight I won't go quick Back it up, back it up, back it up (witch) Those lips of a witch (whoa) Ooh-oh, those lips of a witch Ooh, lips of a witch Whoa (Ha-ha-ha-ha)