She walks the streets alone
Late at night on the phone
She's got spells to cast
And For money she'll make it last...
She's not your ordinary witch
She's a mean trash talking bitch
She'll take your money have a good time
Buy a round for her friends then do another fat line
But don't mess with her
Satans on her shoulder
And he's wrapped around her finger...
She walks the streets alone
Late at night on the phone
She's got spells to cast
And For money she'll make it last...
walking on the dark side of the light
going out looking for a fight
Not another Wiccan from the suburbs
Shes from the streets destroying every man she meets
But don't mess with her
Satans on her shoulder
And he's wrapped around her finger..
She walks the streets alone
Late at night on the phone
She's got spells to cast
For money she'll make it last