She tried to call us

On the telephone

Rita´s bewitched, it´s true

´Cause when I answered

She told me she was on her way over

And it wouldn´t take long

My dear Rita babe

By the fence I duck and hide

Wasting my time around

Girl you oughta stay home

My car sittin´ right out back

I was supposed to be gone

(x2)

She done come cut ´em on

Uponst her broomstick riding low

Next time you catch me on a Thursday

When I´m not at home with friends

Who don´t want to meet you

My dear Rita babe

´Cause girl when I´m with you

I cry out loud, scream stark raving mad

Baby ooh yeah, oooh yeah

What I want to say

Is never quite take for granted

That I might be afraid

Abracadabra my foot

Well is gonna be good?

(x2)

I´m not afraid of your flame

But don´t let it burn my thang

Uponst her broomstick ridin´ low

Rita is bewitched

Look out, Rita´s bewitched

She get down make me itch

She got me marching

Rita don´t wanna be alone

She´s got me dreaming

She´s gonna be receiving my body

Right down to the bone

Wee Gee board cannot express

What I find in each breath

She blows down my back

Or in her heart she gives when

I know she won´t take it back

Abracadabras, hocus-pocus, alakazam

So frightful, seems unreal

She knows she got hex appeal

What I wanna say

Is never quite taken for granted

That I might be afraid

Rita´s bewitched look out

Rita´s bewitched

Rita

She´s got me burnin´

(x2)

One hundred and ninety degrees

Go tell your mama

Before it´s too late

Rita´s gonna burn the mother down

Crystal ball, cannot recall

Past events and time we spent

On her basement floor

Or in a ´57 Chevy

Down by the seashore

Rita is bewitched

Look out...

Rita is bewitched

Look out

That old Black Magic

Got me in her spell

Nothin´ but a witch

Give me an itch