Written by Ray Williams/Whitney Madlom
Produced by Tim Galloway
Lyrics
There's something in the air
It's brewin' in the wind
Whispering "Beware"
Before you strike again
Yes, wicked is back like an eclipse
All dressed in black, almost like it's
Coming for me
Yeah, I feel you near
Pullin me in
But I'm already here
Chorus:
Oooo witchcraft coming off your lips
Oooo voodoo comin' from your kiss
I'm wrapped around your finger
And it's a strange black magic
That's got me under your spell
You got me under your spell
There's a pulse in the night
When the clock strikes three
Right before sunrise
That's when you come for me
Yes, wicked is back like an eclipse
All dressed in black, almost like it's
Coming for me
Yeah, I feel you near
Pullin me in
But I'm already here
CHORUS
Oooo I can't escape
Oooo even if I could
I probably wouldn't stay away
CHORUS