The three witches went walking; as the sun went...
Dragging their spell cauldron; the little black...

I drove with the pale moon
rising up to the right...

Go ahead and resist me - I dare you to.
I'll just sway my hips over to the corner...

I've got my hands in the air;
My toes in the water...

I'm deeply touched, by the gentle halls,
the passion walls...