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When I looked out my window Many sights to see And when I looked in my window So many different people to be That is strange, so strange You got to pick out every stitch You got to pick out every stitch You got to pick out every stitch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch When I looked over my shoulder What do you think I see Summer cat looking over It shoulder at me Any strange, sure is strange You got to pick out every stitch You got to pick out every stitch Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch You got to pick out every stitch The rabbit's running in the ditch SongtexteBeat me its eye to make it rich oh no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch When I go When I looked out my window What do you think I see And when I looked in my window So many different people to be It's strange, sure is strange You got to pick out every stitch You got to pick out every stitch The rabbit's running in the ditch oh no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch When I go, When I go Aus Songtexte Mania