Baby baby hello hello hello... hello?
What is it? Does it grow corn?

Yes I have a room that is full of brooms
But they're not for transportation
Just because I'm quick with a candle wick
Doesn't make me an aberration
Yes, I have a skirt that is made of dirt
That I dug up from your garden
But just because I don't jive with your Puritan vibe
I have to beg your pardon

Which is a witch?
Is it the girl who's a little unhitched?
Or the guy who looks like everyone else
Fake, phony, freaky and rich

If you want a better life
Abby, don't you even think twice
You don't have to be in this hypocrisy
Gaga will set you free

When you're at the loom
Feeling full of gloom
I'll show you what we will weave
A dress of gems and a pumpkin stem
With wooden spoon for the sleeve

Then we'll grab a cat
And make you a hat
To replace that boring white thing
And we'll go outside when the moon is high
So we can practice dancing

Brroomaah... brroom-maa-maa... Ga-ga-ga

Brroomaah... brroom-maa-maa... Ga-ga-ga
Cat cat
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow...

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