Lips of a Witch

Black lace and slow movements
She knew what the hell she was doing
Long days when she was brewing
A potion to make me wanna lose it

Shuts the door and kills the switch
Next thing I know I'm tasting the lips of a witch

A sly look to stay hush (uh-huh)
She knows, she knows how to make your blood rush
Fingertips have gone exploring
Through my trails like a black crow soaring

Cast me down to where she sits
Next thing I know, I'm tasting the lips of a witch

Take a ride on the broom for tonight
Don't go quick
Back it up, back it up, back it up (switch)
Take flight, it's a full Moon out tonight
I won't go quick
Back it up, back it up, back it up (witch)
Those lips of a witch (whoa)

Ooh-oh, those lips of a witch
Ooh, lips of a witch
Whoa

(Ha-ha-ha-ha)