With Her Magic

She put a spell on me, but not 'cuz I'm her's

It's merely for torture, so only pain occurs

She put a spell on me, so I'm alone when I'm out

All the people around, even the girls, and I'm still without

She walks her sexy walk
Cigarette in hand

No can tell her
Not any man

For she is the soul-eater

The heart-taker
The man-beater

The spirit-breaker

Her big eyes entice

Her kiss is concise

This woman will make you think twice

That just one night, will never suffice

This I must confess

Let me warn you now

She is most dangerous

And I'll tell you how

When that soft voice enters your ear

You'll give her anything you hold dear

You may not feel it first

But in time, your heart will burst

Over this beautiful baby

And then you are cursed

Yes sir

I take great pity

On the one who falls

For the girl in Foster city. . .