Witchcraft - Trisha Yearwood

Shades of old Lucretia Borgia

There’s a devil in you tonight

And although my heart adores ya

My head says it ain’t right

Right to let you make advances, oh no

Under standard circumstances, I’d go but oh

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

Leading 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

Leading me to

It’s such an ancient pitch

But one that I’d never switch

Cause there’s no nicer witch

Than you