Those fingers in my hair.
Come hither stare
That strips my conscience bare
And I've got no defense for it.
The heat is too intense for it.
What good would commonsense for it do?
'Cause it's witchcraft!
And although I know
It'a strictly taboo
When you arouse the need in me
My heart says "yes
Indeed" in me
Proceed with what you're lead in 'me to!
It's such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn't switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you!
Lyrics taken from http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/r/robert_smith/witchcraft.html