Witchcraft
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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Those fingers in my hair
That sly come hither stare
That strips my conscience bare
It's witchcraft

And I've got no defense for it
The heat is too intense for it
What good would common sense for it do

'Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft
And although, I know, it's strictly taboo

When you arouse the need in me
My heart says, "Yes, indeed," in me
Proceed with what your leading me to

It's such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn't switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you

'Cause it's witchcraft, that crazy witchcraft
And although, I know, it's strictly taboo

When you arouse the need in me
My heart says, "Yes, indeed," in me
Proceed with what your leading me to

It's such an ancient pitch




But one that I'd never switch
'Cause there's no nicer witch than you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Frank Sinatra's song Witchcraft describe a man whose desire is being controlled by a woman, or more specifically, a witch. The singer describes the woman in haunting and enchanting ways, citing her "sly come hither stare" and the way she arouses his need for her. The singer is unable to resist her powers, as "those fingers in my hair" strip his conscience bare.


Despite knowing that his feelings for her are taboo, the singer is willing to follow her lead, as there is "no nicer witch than you." The song has been interpreted as a metaphor for a toxic or addictive relationship, in which the singer is fully aware of the dangers, but unable to resist the pull of his desire. The song also brings to mind the metaphor of the witch as a symbol of female power and sexuality, possibly subverting traditional gender norms.


Line by Line Meaning

Those fingers in my hair
The way you touch me electrifies me and leaves me helpless.


That sly come hither stare
The way you look at me is both seductive and daring, making me want to follow you everywhere.


That strips my conscience bare
Your charms penetrate my every thought and leave me only wanting more of your undivided attention.


It's witchcraft
Your spells and enchantments have me fully under your grasp, unable to resist your teasing ways.


And I've got no defense for it
I am powerless to the enchantments of your magic, and I cannot resist your alluring ways.


The heat is too intense for it
The passion and fire you inspire in me is too strong, too irresistible for me to avoid.


What good would common sense for it do
Logic and reason no longer hold any sway over me when it comes to the temptation of being with you.


'Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft
The power and force of your charms and spells have me bewitched and in your thrall.


And although, I know, it's strictly taboo
I know that it is forbidden and dangerous to give in to the power of magic, but I cannot resist my desires for you.


When you arouse the need in me
When I am with you, your sensual touches and enchanting magic arouse me beyond belief.


My heart says, "Yes, indeed," in me
My heart races with anticipation of being with you and indulging in the pleasure of your witchcraft.


Proceed with what your leading me to
I cannot resist your spellbinding charms and am willing to follow you wherever you go, even if it means dancing with the devil himself.


It's such an ancient pitch
The power and temptation of forbidden magic has existed since the beginning of time, and I am caught up in its grasp.


But one I wouldn't switch
Despite knowing the dangers of giving in to magic, I would not choose to escape the thrill of being with you.


'Cause there's no nicer witch than you
Of all the magic and sorcery in the world, none are as enchanting and captivating as you.


'Cause it's witchcraft, that crazy witchcraft
The power of magic is both amazing and sometimes dangerous, especially when it's in the hands of someone who knows how to use it to their advantage.




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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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