Oh sweet Virginia, yeah she is a witch
I worship and adore her, dream of her lips
She's clutching a sacred heart;
I can hear her calling me from afar
Oh but what can i see here?
The flames are getting higher; it's some kind of a devil
And he's smoking a briar...
She's got me like a ball and chain
Virginia, she's in my brain
So many times, you know, i tried to kiss her;
And every time it felt like she could have been my sister
She climbs on a witch's broom
Then she's sayin, "point me at the moon"
Don't say i missed it, i can't resist it
Don't say she's not the one
God made her my mistress
She's got me like a ball and chain
Virginia she's in my brain
Everybody wants to know that girl
After midnight in Virginia's world
The man on the moon, the man on the moon
He loves his children
The man on the moon, the man on the moon
He calls to Virginia
The man on the moon, the man on the moon
Loves Virginia...ah
Virginia is a witch! Virginia is a witch!
Her mother is a witch! Beware! Virginia is a witch!