FLØRE - WITCH lyrics

You got fantasies about me
I know you picture me down on my knees
My little fool
Follow my rules
Keep me amused
You try to escape
But it’s too late
You’re under my spell
And without a trace
Every night
I creep inside
Your feeble mind

Try to hunt me down
But I rule this town
Three spoons of naughty
And one spoon of nice

I’m a witch, call me bitch
Oh, did I offend you?
While I’m your secret wish
We both know it is true
Oh, you´re so upset
With my mini dress
Haven’t you heard
Real witches do not burn

You want your head
Between my legs
Think of the view of me in your bed
Riding your broom
Just me and you
Under the moon
Attention is what I get
For you talking shit on the internet
And you think that
I’m getting mad
But I’m too busy being bad

And you still don’t know
That I’m in control
Three spoons of sweetness
And one spoon of spice

I’m a witch, call me bitch
Oh, did I offend you?
While I’m your secret wish
We both know it is true
Oh, you´re so upset
With my mini dress
Haven’t you heard
Real witches do not burn
Real witches do not burn

(Oh, you´re so upset)
(With my mini dress)
Haven’t you heard
Real witches do not burn