Now the tables have turned and I'm under your thumb- 'Couse it aint what it was before Once I got "laid", man, But now you get paid And you won't even knock at my door- Chorus: I don't want your forever, Put that in the past, "I don't like you"....to see me this way- It's a permanant etch in my mind's etch-a-sketch And you m-m-m-m-make luv In too exwuisite a way. There are two ways to go, One feels better, I know, One's so sweet and incredibly kind But the other's a witch, man, We all get that ditch, Satisfaction is so hard to find! Looks to me like someone got left- bewitchin' little b**h!!!!