Frank Sinatra - Witchcraft Lyrics
Those fingers in my hairThat sly come hither stareThat strips my conscience bareIts witchcraftAnd Ive got no defense for itThe heat is too intense for itWhat good would common sense for it docause its witchcraft, wicked witchcraftAnd although, I know, its strictly tabooWhen you arouse the need in meMy heart says yes indeed in meProceed with what your leading me toIts such an ancient pitchBut one I wouldnt switchcause theres no nicer witch than you