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You think you're clever with that silver tongue of yours
Trying to break down all my bolted-up doors
But there's a shadow watching from the kitchen light
And she don't like the way you're acting tonight
She's got a kettle on the stove and a secret in her eye
She can tell a truth from a pretty-looking lie
She'll bake you a pie and she'll mend your broken soul
But cross the line and she'll take total control
Better watch your step, boy, better walk real light
My mom's a witch and she's looking for a fight
She loves with fire but she battles with the moon
Don't make me call her to this living room
You'll end up in a jar on the back of the shelf
She's a badass bitch, you better save yourself
Yeah, my mom's a witch and she taught me everything
I'm the hurricane that her magic's gonna bring
She's got rosemary hanging by the garden gate
To keep out the losers and the heavy-handed hate
She can heal a fever with a whisper and a charm
Keep the whole damn family safe from any harm
But I've seen what happens when the honey turns to gall
When she draws a circle and she stands ten feet tall
You're just a footnote in her ancient leather book
You'll wither into nothing from a single dirty look
Better watch your step, boy, better walk real light
My mom's a witch and she's looking for a fight
She loves with fire but she battles with the moon
Don't make me call her to this living room
You'll end up in a jar on the back of the shelf
She's a badass bitch, you better save yourself
Yeah, my mom's a witch and she taught me everything
I'm the hurricane that her magic's gonna bring
I've got the herbs in my pocket and the salt on the floor
You won't even make it to the front of the door
We're a bloodline of power, we're a coven of two
And we've got a special little vacancy for you
Just a pinch of your hair and a scrap of your shirt
She'll make sure you're buried in the spiritual dirt
Better watch your step, boy, better walk real light
My mom's a witch and she's looking for a fight
She loves with fire but she battles with the moon
Don't make me call her to this living room
You'll end up in a jar on the back of the shelf
She's a badass bitch, you better save yourself
Yeah, my mom's a witch and she taught me everything
I'm the hurricane that her magic's gonna bring
Don't make me call her
I'm telling you, don't make me call her
She's got the jar ready
And I've got the lid
Yeah, we're coming for you.