I'd Rather Be Burned As a Witch - Rene Marie

They say that I’m a witch

And that I weave a spell.

Well…

I use my eyes to invite you,

My lips to delight you

And all the charms of the feminine wiles to excite you

They say that I’m a witch,

and that I weave a spell

Well, I’ll be a son of a

I don’t know what

Wellll

Let me tell you brother

I’d rather be burned as a witch,

than never be burned at all.

I use my songs to entice you

with curses advise you

and all of my bags of tricks

to choose and rise you

They say that I’m a witch,

and that I weave a spell

Well, I’ll be a son of a

I don’t know what

Welllll

Let me tell you brother

I’d rather be burned as a witch,

than never be burned at all.

You want a gal who will be your pal,

who would never look at another

who would be good and true

and take care of you?

Sorry, you want another.

I use my charms to undo you

my arms to unglue you

and all of the hex

of the weaker sex

to voodoo you

Yes, they say that I’m a witch and that I weave a spell

Well, I’ll be a son of a?

I don’t know what

Wellll

Let me tell you brother

I’d rather be burned as a witch,

than never be burned at all.

If you want a love

who’s a turtle dove

who will bring you life’s little joys

Who is sweet and shy

with a gentle eye

I’ll take them in with the boys

I use my eyes to invite you,

My lips to delight you

and you never can tell

when I use my teeth to bite you

They say that I’m a witch,

and that I weave a spell

Well, I’ll be a son of a?

I don’t know what

Wellll

Let me tell you brother

I’d rather be burned as a witch,

than never be burned at all.