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