I'd Rather Be Burned as a Witch

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.