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She Likes Weeds

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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
Oh, oh, weeds,
They're easy the grow
And they always are there,
Everywhere when she needs a few