Letra de Withcraft de Frank SinatraLetras de Canciones

Letra 'Withcraft'

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
commonsense for it do?

Cause it s witchcraft!
Wicked witchcraft.
And although I know
it a strictly taboo

when you arouse the need in me

my heart says "yes
indeed" in me

Proceed with what you re
lead in me to!
It s such an ancient pitch

but one I wouldn t switch
Cause there s no nicer
witch than you!