Riding high
Leaving trails of smoke across the sky
On a broom
Glad that I am safe within my room

I know my girlfriend is a witch

Spells fill the air
I think I hear footsteps on my stair
Coming near
Her thoughts are telling me that she's here

I know my girlfriend is a witch
I know my girlfriend is a witch

What a fate
A worshipper of magic for a day
But tonight
I become a warlock just for spite

I know my girlfriend is a witch