She's Still Bewitching Me

Winding down through the winter
And the rain that sent her
And her spell from the seventh grade
I’m right here to meet her in a bittersweet fever because
She’s still bewitching me
She’s still bewitching me
She’s still bewitching me
After all these years
And I’m haunted by that cool witchcraft
That burns in her little girl face
And we, together, stick the pins of pleasure in me
She’s still bewitching me
She’s still bewitching me
She’s still bewitching me
After all these years
You know you, love, save me from the voodoo
Of a ghost 27 years away
You’re the measure of pain and pleasure today
She’s still bewitching me
She’s still bewitching me
She’s still bewitching me
After all these years