When I look out my window
Many sights to see
And when I look in my window
So many different people to be
That its strange
So strange

You got to pick up every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah
Must be the season of the witch

When I look over my shoulder
What do you think I see?
Summer kept lookin over his shoulder at me
And hes strange
Sure is strange

You got to pick up every stich
You got to pick up every stitch, yeah
Beatnicks are out to make it rich
Oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah
Must be the season of the witch

You got to pick up every stitch
The rabbits runnin in the ditch
Beatnicks are out to make it rich
Oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch

When I look out my window
What do you think I see?
And when I look in my window
So many different people to be
Its strange
Sure is strange

You got to pick up every stitch
You got to pick up every stitch
Two rabbits runnin in the ditch
Oh no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah
Must be the season of the witch