On her broomstick she flies up high
Hear her cackle as she zooms through the sky
Past the trees where the bats all sleep
Witchy-witchy-woo, she likes sandwiches, too!
Witchy-woo, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Witchy-woo, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Witchy-woo, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Witchy-witchy-woo, she likes sandwiches, too!
She has a black pointy hat and big brown eyes
She likes to eat apples and pumpkin pies
See her dance through the halloween night
Witchy-witchy-woo, she likes sandwiches, too!
Witchy-woo, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Witchy-woo, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Witchy-woo, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Witchy-witchy-woo, she likes sandwiches, too!
