she's a witch and everybody knows
Why does she treat me this way?
Why does she often turn and say,
I don't want you here today
and she's a breaking my heart
Why does she mooch around the house,
refer to me as that louse
Say all those awful things to my friends
She drives me round the bend,
which is a witch and I want to go,
she's a witch and I can't be slow.
I must rush down the road
with my little bags packed down the road,
You could see it in her eyes
She'd help me cut the hedge,
even help collect firewood.
But that was when we was poor
our hands are smothered in clusters of rings,
she's got little trinkets,
that ping, ping, ping, ping, stings. Oh,
she's a witch an d everybody knows
She's a witch and everybody knows
I cannot stand her friends anymore
I'm going to wipe them across the floor
I'm going to shout abusers,
I hate their faces anyway
She has this little idea about me
She knows all my secrets, you see
She knows what I do in that little room
She says she's going to lock me in it
about the quality of my mind.
Said delicious, delicious things
about my figure and hair.
I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew she really
cared to share the things we had.
Now there's too much, and that is bad.
Now there's too much of everything bad.
What have you bought that for?
are getting on top of us all.
My goodness, you don't need golden