| Yeah she be hangin' with weed-smokin' outlaws
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| That girl you know, she always down for the cause
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| She run her mouth, yeah she like Jack in her jaws
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| She come from the sticks out past my old pawpaw’s
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| Why’s a witch gotta be so pretty
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| That wicked girl, she cast a spell on me
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| Why’s a witch gotta be so sexy
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| That wicked woman, she put a spell on me
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| She got a voice, yeah that girl she can sing
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| No tellin' the pleasures that sweet thing can bring
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| She likes to spank her ass with that tambourine
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| Mumblin' words like some voodoo queen
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| Why’s a witch gotta be so pretty
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| That wicked girl, she cast a spell on me
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| Why’s a witch gotta be so sexy
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| That wicked woman, she put a spell on me
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| No you done gone and got tongue tied and tipsy
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| Look at you girl, dancin' like a gypsy
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| You pull close and you let your lips kiss me
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| Told me you was leavin' and that you’re gon' miss me
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| Showin' off her tattoo of a crucifix
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| Spinnin' round dancin' like she’s Stevie Nicks
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| She likes them long hairs with them guitar picks
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| She been known to get crazy, hang with the Hippie Chicks
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| Why’s a witch gotta be so pretty
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| That wicked girl, she cast a spell on me
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| Why’s a witch gotta be so sexy
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| That wicked woman, she cast a spell on me |