VERSE Hell ain't got no fury That can match your kind of scorn You've got a lot of people Sorta sorry you were born VERSE The way you treated Jim . . . yeah Was more than I could understand He took it sittin' down . . . yeah You took it way on out of hand CHORUS #1 You're makin' lots of bad news (You're) spreadin' 'round them witch blues VERSE When you come walkin' in . . . yeah I look for some good place to hide And if I find there ain't one I do my best to get outside VERSE The first time that I met you You seemed like first-rate company Don't that only go to show now How wrong a guy can sometimes be? CHORUS #2 You're makin' lots of bad news Spreadin' 'round them witch blues You're makin' lots of bad news Yes, you're givin' people witch blues (INSTRUMENTAL BREAK) VERSE You do not ride a broom, no And you don't wear a pointed hat But you can turn men into mice . . . yeah You know a lot of tricks like that VERSE And then I've seen you shatter women Just like plate gla** window panes No, I don't know where you came from But I would bet it's mighty strange (REPEAT CHORUS #2) Steve Forbert Welk Music (ASCAP)/ Rolling Tide Music (ASCAP)