Lyrics

The witch is looking through my window Her cold breath on the window pane The witch is eating water mellon The pipe she'll try to rearrange And I'm all alone waiting for someone To come on home To come on home To come on home To come on home To come on home And ah the witch is coming Right through my window And ah the witch, the witch is coming Right through my window Right through my window Right through my window
Writer(s): Martin Fry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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