Song | We Were Witchy Witchy White Women |
Artist | Electric Six |
Album | Flashy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Spencer | |
I was on the inside looking out for you | |
You were on the outside looking in | |
We were a witchy coven of white women | |
We knew a lot about a regional sin | |
We were protected by the police crime wave | |
Gangster computer with a bloodied touch | |
There were so many of us | |
Or not enough | |
Or maybe much too much | |
TOO MUCH! | |
TOO MUCH!I met you on a | |
MondayIt was | |
Friday night | |
You were doin' alright cause it was | |
Saturday nightand we were night bitches, white witches | |
We lived under the city | |
We were doin' alright | |
We ran around in circles casting spells all night | |
Terrorizing kids and causing a fight | |
I put a spell on you | |
You put a spell on me | |
Though we just couldn't spell love without consulting a white | |
She saidSome girls wished to think were teenage bitches | |
Other girls wanna be lesbian witches | |
But I'm wishy washy | |
Or wishy wishy | |
I just wish someone would watch me when | |
I get too witchy now | |
We were married by the priestess all night | |
Lesbian lovers till the day we die | |
We were hot girls | |
But we had a query | |
If which marries witch which witch am | |
IBut every fairy tale has to end some time honey | |
The chief of police, he wanted too much money | |
Pulled up his britches | |
Like up a bunch of bitches | |
Threw away the key cause he thought it was funny | |
So that's the story of how we found each other | |
Living as witches in a and | |
L.A. caveWe rock stars | |
Baby, We were white women | |
We were trouble, trouble, trouble | |
We just couldn't behave | |
Now were just dancin' for the boys in the coast guard | |
Nobody knows we were once witches in love | |
They treat us so bad | |
Makes us so sad | |
We just cry, cry like when doves cry like a dove | |
But every now and then we get a reminder of | |
The days when we could wrap ourselves in witchy, witchy love | |
I go up on you | |
You go down on me | |
We go round, round, round | |
And we strap on the dirty glove | |
Go to the store and now get us something good to eat baby | |
Microwave cheese sashimi | |
Cause it takes blood sugarand lots of energy to shuffle your feet | |
And go dancing with me tonight | |
Tonight!Tonight! | |
Tonight! |
zuo qu : Spencer | |
I was on the inside looking out for you | |
You were on the outside looking in | |
We were a witchy coven of white women | |
We knew a lot about a regional sin | |
We were protected by the police crime wave | |
Gangster computer with a bloodied touch | |
There were so many of us | |
Or not enough | |
Or maybe much too much | |
TOO MUCH! | |
TOO MUCH! I met you on a | |
MondayIt was | |
Friday night | |
You were doin' alright cause it was | |
Saturday nightand we were night bitches, white witches | |
We lived under the city | |
We were doin' alright | |
We ran around in circles casting spells all night | |
Terrorizing kids and causing a fight | |
I put a spell on you | |
You put a spell on me | |
Though we just couldn' t spell love without consulting a white | |
She saidSome girls wished to think were teenage bitches | |
Other girls wanna be lesbian witches | |
But I' m wishy washy | |
Or wishy wishy | |
I just wish someone would watch me when | |
I get too witchy now | |
We were married by the priestess all night | |
Lesbian lovers till the day we die | |
We were hot girls | |
But we had a query | |
If which marries witch which witch am | |
IBut every fairy tale has to end some time honey | |
The chief of police, he wanted too much money | |
Pulled up his britches | |
Like up a bunch of bitches | |
Threw away the key cause he thought it was funny | |
So that' s the story of how we found each other | |
Living as witches in a and | |
L. A. caveWe rock stars | |
Baby, We were white women | |
We were trouble, trouble, trouble | |
We just couldn' t behave | |
Now were just dancin' for the boys in the coast guard | |
Nobody knows we were once witches in love | |
They treat us so bad | |
Makes us so sad | |
We just cry, cry like when doves cry like a dove | |
But every now and then we get a reminder of | |
The days when we could wrap ourselves in witchy, witchy love | |
I go up on you | |
You go down on me | |
We go round, round, round | |
And we strap on the dirty glove | |
Go to the store and now get us something good to eat baby | |
Microwave cheese sashimi | |
Cause it takes blood sugarand lots of energy to shuffle your feet | |
And go dancing with me tonight | |
Tonight! Tonight! | |
Tonight! |
zuò qǔ : Spencer | |
I was on the inside looking out for you | |
You were on the outside looking in | |
We were a witchy coven of white women | |
We knew a lot about a regional sin | |
We were protected by the police crime wave | |
Gangster computer with a bloodied touch | |
There were so many of us | |
Or not enough | |
Or maybe much too much | |
TOO MUCH! | |
TOO MUCH! I met you on a | |
MondayIt was | |
Friday night | |
You were doin' alright cause it was | |
Saturday nightand we were night bitches, white witches | |
We lived under the city | |
We were doin' alright | |
We ran around in circles casting spells all night | |
Terrorizing kids and causing a fight | |
I put a spell on you | |
You put a spell on me | |
Though we just couldn' t spell love without consulting a white | |
She saidSome girls wished to think were teenage bitches | |
Other girls wanna be lesbian witches | |
But I' m wishy washy | |
Or wishy wishy | |
I just wish someone would watch me when | |
I get too witchy now | |
We were married by the priestess all night | |
Lesbian lovers till the day we die | |
We were hot girls | |
But we had a query | |
If which marries witch which witch am | |
IBut every fairy tale has to end some time honey | |
The chief of police, he wanted too much money | |
Pulled up his britches | |
Like up a bunch of bitches | |
Threw away the key cause he thought it was funny | |
So that' s the story of how we found each other | |
Living as witches in a and | |
L. A. caveWe rock stars | |
Baby, We were white women | |
We were trouble, trouble, trouble | |
We just couldn' t behave | |
Now were just dancin' for the boys in the coast guard | |
Nobody knows we were once witches in love | |
They treat us so bad | |
Makes us so sad | |
We just cry, cry like when doves cry like a dove | |
But every now and then we get a reminder of | |
The days when we could wrap ourselves in witchy, witchy love | |
I go up on you | |
You go down on me | |
We go round, round, round | |
And we strap on the dirty glove | |
Go to the store and now get us something good to eat baby | |
Microwave cheese sashimi | |
Cause it takes blood sugarand lots of energy to shuffle your feet | |
And go dancing with me tonight | |
Tonight! Tonight! | |
Tonight! |