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