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Put on Your Sunday Clothes/Before the Parade Passes By

de Voctave

I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
True? Yes

And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, please don't laugh
I used it on behalf
Of the miserable, lonely, and depressed pathetic

Poor unfourtunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed

Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, spells, Ursula, please?
And I help them?
Yes, I do

Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes, I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls

I put a spell on you
And now you're mine
You can't stop the things I do
I ain't lyin'
Oh It's been 300 years
Right down to the day
And now the witch is back
And there's hell to pay
I put a spell on you
And now you're mine

I put a spell on you and now you're gone
(Now you're gone, so gone)
My whammy fell on you and it's strong
(Strong, so strong, so strong)
Your wretched little live
Have all been cursed
'Cause of all the witches working
I'm the worst!
I put a spell on you
And now you're mine!

(Beluga, sevruga
Come winds of the Caspian Sea)
Ah say ento pi
Alpha mabi upendi
(Larengix glaucitis
Et max laryngitis
La voce to me)

Now, sing!
Aah
(In-kama-koray-ah-ma
In-kama-koray-ah-ma)
Hey, hi, say bye, bye
Bye, Bye!

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