Lyrics

Butch Wytch
© 2011 by Big Bad Gina, written by Renée Janski

Verse One
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There's a Butch Wytch walking right toward me,
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With pliers in her pocket and a spell on her key ring.
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Her hair is short and spiky and nails cut short.

In the pouch around her neck she
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carries quartz and mugwort.

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She watches the Moon and in
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Goddess she believes.
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She has cinnamon and lavender up
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her sleeve,
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her plaid flannel sleeve, if you know what i mean.

I thought she was the hottest magickal dyke I'd ever seen.

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Oh, Butch Wytch, where will you play tonight?
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Riding your Harley broom, sporting
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Levis so tight.
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Oh, Butch Wytch, can I follow you?
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Can we make a little Magick like Wild Wimmin do?

Verse Two

Butch Wytch, I saw you working at the Wimmin's Land.

Cuttin firewood, breaking limbs with your bare hands.

Then you cast a circle and lit a fire and called

East, South, West, North and I so admire…

the way you move in this community,

helping folks wherever the need might be.

You look so sexy when you raise your ritual blade,

I will be your Aphrodite and your singing Mermaid.

Oooooo…..

Singing, Girl, you really got me going - you got me so I don't know what I'm doing. uh, uh, uh

Yeah, you really got now, you got me so I can't sleep at night

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Verse Three

My Butch Wytch fell in love with me,

No spell needed it was plain to see

Our first kiss has lasted many moons now

Then passion flares, bow chicka bow wow

Our cone of power rises and I feel the Earth under me,

Everybody knows, Pagans do it naturally!

I love the Butch Wytch and simply put:

The Goddess is Alive and Magick is afoot!

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