Rita Bewitched Lyrics
| Song | Rita Bewitched |
| Artist | George Clinton |
| Album | The Cinderella Theory |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| She tried to call us | |
| On the telephone | |
| Rita´s bewitched, it´s true | |
| ´Cause when I answered | |
| She told me she was on her way over | |
| And it wouldn´t take long | |
| My dear Rita babe | |
| By the fence I duck and hide | |
| Wasting my time around | |
| Girl you oughta stay home | |
| My car sittin´ right out back | |
| I was supposed to be gone | |
| (x2) | |
| She done come cut ´em on | |
| Uponst her broomstick riding low | |
| Next time you catch me on a Thursday | |
| When I´m not at home with friends | |
| Who don´t want to meet you | |
| My dear Rita babe | |
| ´Cause girl when I´m with you | |
| I cry out loud, scream stark raving mad | |
| Baby ooh yeah, oooh yeah | |
| What I want to say | |
| Is never quite take for granted | |
| That I might be afraid | |
| Abracadabra my foot | |
| Well is gonna be good? | |
| (x2) | |
| I´m not afraid of your flame | |
| But don´t let it burn my thang | |
| Uponst her broomstick ridin´ low | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out, Rita´s bewitched | |
| She get down make me itch | |
| She got me marching | |
| Rita don´t wanna be alone | |
| She´s got me dreaming | |
| She´s gonna be receiving my body | |
| Right down to the bone | |
| Wee Gee board cannot express | |
| What I find in each breath | |
| She blows down my back | |
| Or in her heart she gives when | |
| I know she won´t take it back | |
| Abracadabras, hocus-pocus, alakazam | |
| So frightful, seems unreal | |
| She knows she got hex appeal | |
| What I wanna say | |
| Is never quite taken for granted | |
| That I might be afraid | |
| Rita´s bewitched look out | |
| Rita´s bewitched | |
| Rita | |
| She´s got me burnin´ | |
| (x2) | |
| One hundred and ninety degrees | |
| Go tell your mama | |
| Before it´s too late | |
| Rita´s gonna burn the mother down | |
| Crystal ball, cannot recall | |
| Past events and time we spent | |
| On her basement floor | |
| Or in a ´57 Chevy | |
| Down by the seashore | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out... | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out | |
| That old Black Magic | |
| Got me in her spell | |
| Nothin´ but a witch | |
| Give me an itch |
| She tried to call us | |
| On the telephone | |
| Rita s bewitched, it s true | |
| Cause when I answered | |
| She told me she was on her way over | |
| And it wouldn t take long | |
| My dear Rita babe | |
| By the fence I duck and hide | |
| Wasting my time around | |
| Girl you oughta stay home | |
| My car sittin right out back | |
| I was supposed to be gone | |
| x2 | |
| She done come cut em on | |
| Uponst her broomstick riding low | |
| Next time you catch me on a Thursday | |
| When I m not at home with friends | |
| Who don t want to meet you | |
| My dear Rita babe | |
| Cause girl when I m with you | |
| I cry out loud, scream stark raving mad | |
| Baby ooh yeah, oooh yeah | |
| What I want to say | |
| Is never quite take for granted | |
| That I might be afraid | |
| Abracadabra my foot | |
| Well is gonna be good? | |
| x2 | |
| I m not afraid of your flame | |
| But don t let it burn my thang | |
| Uponst her broomstick ridin low | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out, Rita s bewitched | |
| She get down make me itch | |
| She got me marching | |
| Rita don t wanna be alone | |
| She s got me dreaming | |
| She s gonna be receiving my body | |
| Right down to the bone | |
| Wee Gee board cannot express | |
| What I find in each breath | |
| She blows down my back | |
| Or in her heart she gives when | |
| I know she won t take it back | |
| Abracadabras, hocuspocus, alakazam | |
| So frightful, seems unreal | |
| She knows she got hex appeal | |
| What I wanna say | |
| Is never quite taken for granted | |
| That I might be afraid | |
| Rita s bewitched look out | |
| Rita s bewitched | |
| Rita | |
| She s got me burnin | |
| x2 | |
| One hundred and ninety degrees | |
| Go tell your mama | |
| Before it s too late | |
| Rita s gonna burn the mother down | |
| Crystal ball, cannot recall | |
| Past events and time we spent | |
| On her basement floor | |
| Or in a 57 Chevy | |
| Down by the seashore | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out... | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out | |
| That old Black Magic | |
| Got me in her spell | |
| Nothin but a witch | |
| Give me an itch |
| She tried to call us | |
| On the telephone | |
| Rita s bewitched, it s true | |
| Cause when I answered | |
| She told me she was on her way over | |
| And it wouldn t take long | |
| My dear Rita babe | |
| By the fence I duck and hide | |
| Wasting my time around | |
| Girl you oughta stay home | |
| My car sittin right out back | |
| I was supposed to be gone | |
| x2 | |
| She done come cut em on | |
| Uponst her broomstick riding low | |
| Next time you catch me on a Thursday | |
| When I m not at home with friends | |
| Who don t want to meet you | |
| My dear Rita babe | |
| Cause girl when I m with you | |
| I cry out loud, scream stark raving mad | |
| Baby ooh yeah, oooh yeah | |
| What I want to say | |
| Is never quite take for granted | |
| That I might be afraid | |
| Abracadabra my foot | |
| Well is gonna be good? | |
| x2 | |
| I m not afraid of your flame | |
| But don t let it burn my thang | |
| Uponst her broomstick ridin low | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out, Rita s bewitched | |
| She get down make me itch | |
| She got me marching | |
| Rita don t wanna be alone | |
| She s got me dreaming | |
| She s gonna be receiving my body | |
| Right down to the bone | |
| Wee Gee board cannot express | |
| What I find in each breath | |
| She blows down my back | |
| Or in her heart she gives when | |
| I know she won t take it back | |
| Abracadabras, hocuspocus, alakazam | |
| So frightful, seems unreal | |
| She knows she got hex appeal | |
| What I wanna say | |
| Is never quite taken for granted | |
| That I might be afraid | |
| Rita s bewitched look out | |
| Rita s bewitched | |
| Rita | |
| She s got me burnin | |
| x2 | |
| One hundred and ninety degrees | |
| Go tell your mama | |
| Before it s too late | |
| Rita s gonna burn the mother down | |
| Crystal ball, cannot recall | |
| Past events and time we spent | |
| On her basement floor | |
| Or in a 57 Chevy | |
| Down by the seashore | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out... | |
| Rita is bewitched | |
| Look out | |
| That old Black Magic | |
| Got me in her spell | |
| Nothin but a witch | |
| Give me an itch |
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