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!