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