كلمات Witchcraft

That smile, so debonair 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? 'Cause 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 wouldn't switch 'Cause no one can bewitch like you It's such an ancient pitch But one I wouldn't switch 'Cause no one can bewitch like you