Witchcraft کے بول

Those fingers through my hair That sly come hither stare That 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? 'Cos it's witchcraft, 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 Although I've got the picture You have become a fiction 'Cos there's no nicer witch than you 'Cos 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 leading me to It's such an ancient pitch But one I'd never switch 'Cos there's no nicer witch than you 'Cos there's no nicer witch than you