Witchcraft — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

Those fingers in my hair
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 leadin` me to

It`s such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn`t switch
`cause there`s no nicer witch than you




`cause it`s witchcraft, that crazy 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 leadin` me to

It`s such an ancient pitch
But one I`d never switch
`cause there`s no nicer witch than you