She Likes Weeds - Tee-Set

There’s a longnosed dirty old witch Witchipoo

She speaks a magic word called Shackabadoo

The smell of thousand herbs is hanging round the house where she lives in

It’s built on magic ground

There’s an all kind coloured smoke raising up

Among her stirring red brass magic pot

Her chimney means a lot to her for her coloured boiling brew

Holding snake tails, but just a few

She likes weeds

They’re easy to grow

They are easy to grow, easy to grow

In the morning dew

She likes weeds

They’re easy to grow

And they always are there, everywhere

When she needs a few

But she also keeps a cat or seven

And a miles far hearing, screaming raven

A magic stick, a flying broom

Are just a few things that she keeps in her room

She likes weeds

They’re easy to grow

They are easy to grow, easy to grow

In the morning dew

She likes weeds

They’re easy to grow

And they always are there, everywhere

When she needs a few

She likes weeds

They’re easy to grow

They are easy to grow, easy to grow

In the morning dew

She likes weeds

They’re easy to grow

And they always are there, everywhere

When she needs a few

She likes weeds

They’re easy to grow

They are easy to grow, easy to grow

In the morning dew

Oho, weeds

They’re easy the grow