Season of the Witch - Julie Driscoll/Brian Auger
When I looked out my window
Many sights to see
And when I looked inside my window
So many different people to be
That is strange, it sure is strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch

When I looked over my shoulder
What do you think I see
Some other cat looking over
It's shoulder at me
Any strange, oh it's very very strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Got to pick out every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch

The rabbit's running in the ditch
Beat me it's eye to make it rich oh no
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch

When I looked over my shoulder
What do you think I see
Some other cat looking over
It's shoulder at me
Any strange, oh it's very very strange
You got to pick out every stitch
You got to pick out every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch






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