歌曲 | Rita Bewitched |
歌手 | George Clinton |
专辑 | The Cinderella Theory |
She tried to call us | |
On the telephone | |
Rita´s bewitched, it´s true | |
´Cause when I answered | |
She told me she was on her way over | |
And it wouldn´t take long | |
My dear Rita babe | |
By the fence I duck and hide | |
Wasting my time around | |
Girl you oughta stay home | |
My car sittin´ right out back | |
I was supposed to be gone | |
(x2) | |
She done come cut ´em on | |
Uponst her broomstick riding low | |
Next time you catch me on a Thursday | |
When I´m not at home with friends | |
Who don´t want to meet you | |
My dear Rita babe | |
´Cause girl when I´m with you | |
I cry out loud, scream stark raving mad | |
Baby ooh yeah, oooh yeah | |
What I want to say | |
Is never quite take for granted | |
That I might be afraid | |
Abracadabra my foot | |
Well is gonna be good? | |
(x2) | |
I´m not afraid of your flame | |
But don´t let it burn my thang | |
Uponst her broomstick ridin´ low | |
Rita is bewitched | |
Look out, Rita´s bewitched | |
She get down make me itch | |
She got me marching | |
Rita don´t wanna be alone | |
She´s got me dreaming | |
She´s gonna be receiving my body | |
Right down to the bone | |
Wee Gee board cannot express | |
What I find in each breath | |
She blows down my back | |
Or in her heart she gives when | |
I know she won´t take it back | |
Abracadabras, hocus-pocus, alakazam | |
So frightful, seems unreal | |
She knows she got hex appeal | |
What I wanna say | |
Is never quite taken for granted | |
That I might be afraid | |
Rita´s bewitched look out | |
Rita´s bewitched | |
Rita | |
She´s got me burnin´ | |
(x2) | |
One hundred and ninety degrees | |
Go tell your mama | |
Before it´s too late | |
Rita´s gonna burn the mother down | |
Crystal ball, cannot recall | |
Past events and time we spent | |
On her basement floor | |
Or in a ´57 Chevy | |
Down by the seashore | |
Rita is bewitched | |
Look out... | |
Rita is bewitched | |
Look out | |
That old Black Magic | |
Got me in her spell | |
Nothin´ but a witch | |
Give me an itch |
She tried to call us | |
On the telephone | |
Rita s bewitched, it s true | |
Cause when I answered | |
She told me she was on her way over | |
And it wouldn t take long | |
My dear Rita babe | |
By the fence I duck and hide | |
Wasting my time around | |
Girl you oughta stay home | |
My car sittin right out back | |
I was supposed to be gone | |
x2 | |
She done come cut em on | |
Uponst her broomstick riding low | |
Next time you catch me on a Thursday | |
When I m not at home with friends | |
Who don t want to meet you | |
My dear Rita babe | |
Cause girl when I m with you | |
I cry out loud, scream stark raving mad | |
Baby ooh yeah, oooh yeah | |
What I want to say | |
Is never quite take for granted | |
That I might be afraid | |
Abracadabra my foot | |
Well is gonna be good? | |
x2 | |
I m not afraid of your flame | |
But don t let it burn my thang | |
Uponst her broomstick ridin low | |
Rita is bewitched | |
Look out, Rita s bewitched | |
She get down make me itch | |
She got me marching | |
Rita don t wanna be alone | |
She s got me dreaming | |
She s gonna be receiving my body | |
Right down to the bone | |
Wee Gee board cannot express | |
What I find in each breath | |
She blows down my back | |
Or in her heart she gives when | |
I know she won t take it back | |
Abracadabras, hocuspocus, alakazam | |
So frightful, seems unreal | |
She knows she got hex appeal | |
What I wanna say | |
Is never quite taken for granted | |
That I might be afraid | |
Rita s bewitched look out | |
Rita s bewitched | |
Rita | |
She s got me burnin | |
x2 | |
One hundred and ninety degrees | |
Go tell your mama | |
Before it s too late | |
Rita s gonna burn the mother down | |
Crystal ball, cannot recall | |
Past events and time we spent | |
On her basement floor | |
Or in a 57 Chevy | |
Down by the seashore | |
Rita is bewitched | |
Look out... | |
Rita is bewitched | |
Look out | |
That old Black Magic | |
Got me in her spell | |
Nothin but a witch | |
Give me an itch |