Up in the moonbeam, the witch flies by
caught by the wizardÕs eye he creates a magic spell

Attack goes the wind, she goes into a spin
and nothing less than thorns catches her fall

He grips onto her body He fills it with her potion
And into the moonbeam they launch into the sky

He grips onto her body He fills it with her potion
And into the moonbeam they launch into the sky