Lyrics Diane Cluck And Bianca Casady - Far Too Witchy

people say she’s far too witchy–
growin’ a bean vine, stringin’ a clothesline
wonder who’s she ? go have a look-see
sunnin’ her behind out in the sunshine
she grows mad hair, no man goes there
well, i saw one go–he din’t come back, tho !
oh ! she don’t need them ? maybe she eat them !
what’s with these folks’ gossip & mean jokes ?

she gonna getcha, better run right by
her kind are no good and at night they fly
i seen her dancin’ under big dark sky
when there’s ripe moon
she wails her tune
i seen her sweepin’ with her riding broom

people say she’s far too witchy–
knobby knees & hanky-sneezes
‘wonder who’s she ? go have a look-see
talkin’ to trees and sniffin’ at breezes

she got no phone, she lives alone
rich & crazy or poor & lazy ?
she’s kickin’ a stone, she’s pickin’ a bone
what’s with her, y’all ? ‘sticks in my craw !
she got no car, that witch fly far !
she takes the bus, don’t make a fuss
she’s a renter–’wonder who sent her ?
‘wasn’t me, no, she’s doin’ no harm, tho…

people say she’s far too witchy–
‘wonder who’s she ? go have a look-see
people say she’s far too witchy–
‘wonder who’s she ?…
‘wonder who’s she ?…
‘wonder who’s she ?…
‘wonder who’s she ?…