Met a woman on a [bad word] night
with black hair and the darkest eyes
she took me home and she danced real good
but I didn't see her devil foot.

Gotta get out of the witch house 
gotta get out of the witch house 
she is dancing with the dead
I don't wanna be her gingerbread

Tried [bad word] far away but she found me
all her demons and [bad word] hounds around me
I couldn't speak for I was in a shock
she said: You'll gonna be my little dog

Since she caught me I do feel fine
I am hers and she is mine
I will follow her into [bad word] just
to stay with my spooky girl

Never get out of the witch house
never get out of the witch house
Now we're dancing with the dead
I'm so happy just to be her pet