When I look out my window Many sights to see And when I look in my window So many different people to be That it's strange, so strange
You've got to pick up every stitch You've got to pick up every stitch You've got to pick up every stitch
Mm, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch
When I look over my shoulder What do you think I see? Some other cat looking over His shoulder at me And he's strange, sure is strange
You've got to pick up every stitch You've got to pick up every stitch Beatniks are out to make it rich
Oh no, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch
You've got to pick up every stitch The rabbits running in the ditch Beatniks are out to make it rich
Oh no, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch
Where'd I go?
When I look out my window What do you think I see? And when I look in my window So many different people to be It's strange, sure is strange
You've got to pick up every stitch You've got to pick up every stitch The rabbits running in the ditch
Oh no, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch
Where'd I go? Where'd I go?
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