I comb my hair in the morning
I comb my hair with a bloody scratch
I caress my cat and cook the baby
Witches Brew and it's alright
The cat's going crazy the catnips' flavour
The witch is loving Lucifer
The drum beats lazy in the evening
Walzes for me in the storm of the night
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