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Every time I set to write Lyricals on the women
I always seem to end up The victim of some terrible ass kicking
So now I'm telling myself Friend why you got the obsession?
Here it is now people To the best of my recollection
It goes against my Catholic upbringing
I admit it I'm a sucker for The Witch Sucker for The Witch
I can tell you precisely Where this all began
Salem, Massachusetts And I was hardly a man
I fell madly in love with Some brand of Stevie Nicks
Oh, I begged and I pleaded Like a fiend for a fix
I must unburden my guilty conscience
I admit it I'm a sucker for The Witch
May God have mercy on my wicked soul
I can't help myself I'm a sucker for The Witch
I might deny her But my heart will never resist
I can't help myself I'm a sucker
She's made her appearances In many the rhyme
And that's my cross to bear Until the end of time
Better call The Inquisition
Better put me to the test
Give me exorcism
For I am truly possessed
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