I wonder if my cat's on strike
New food he seems to really dislike
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												I wonder if my cat's on strike 
 New food he seems to really dislike
He doesn't like apples
And doesn't drink Snapple
Maybe he rather ride on my bike
A witch can't take a bike
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												A witch can't take a bike
The peddling she does not like
Much easier to fly high
watching clouds pass on by
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												A witch can't rake a bike
The peddling she doesn not like
Much easier to fly high
Watching clouds pass on by
While waiting to scare some little tyke.
Are witches all horrible hags??
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Are witches all horrible hags??
Shall I put my head in a bag?
Would that make you happy?
I look like my pappy, 
I know, it's really a drag.
Can a witch have a botox shot?
Would that make her look really hot?
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Can a witch have a botox shot? 
Would that make her look really hot?
She could do much worse
To get rid of that curse
But that shot a hot-shot is not.
Just what is this seasonal affliction?
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Just what is this seasonal affliction?
It's called a candy addiction.
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Just what is this seasonal affliction?
It's called a candy addiction
Give me some red wax lips
They don't stay on the hips
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Just what is this seasonal affliction?
It's called a candy addiction
 Give me some red waxed lips
The don't stay on the hips
But my weight is pure science fiction
May as well slap the candy right on my bottom
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												May as well slap the candy right on my bottom
As I start to eat my way into autumn
To fatten myself up for winter, you see
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												May as well slap the candy right on my bottom
As I start to eat my way into autumn
To fatten myself up for winter, you see
There are carbos and trans-fats ingested with glee
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												May as well slap the candy right on my bottom 
As I start to eat my way into autumn 
To fatten myself up for winter, you see 
There are carbos and trans-fats ingested with glee
Cause those diet and health foods I find too humdrum.
This mention of winter is really depressing
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												This mention of winter is really depressing
As I decide just how I'll be dressing
Shall I squeeeeeze into those tight jeans?
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												This mention of winter is really depressing 
 As I decide just how I'll be dressing 
 Shall I squeeeeeze into those tight jeans?
(If I stop eating re-fried beans....)
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												This mention of winter is really depressing 
As I decide just how I'll be dressing 
Shall I squeeeeeze into those tight jeans? 
(If I stop eating re-fried beans....) 
Or wear pallazzos that aren't so compressing.
It's still fall, though, so lets all sing a song
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												It's still fall, though, so lets all sing a song
If you don't know the words, hum along
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												It's still fall, though, so lets all sing a song 
If you don't know the words, hum along
Shine, shine Harvest Moon
No wait, what's the tune?
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												It's still fall, though, so let's all sing a song
If you don't know the words, hum along
Shine, shine Harvest Moon
No wait, what's the tune?
If you sing from the heart it's not wrong
The Harvest Moon sits low in the sky
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												The Harvest Moon sits low in the sky
And there is a man there who winks his eye
Now, if that sounds far-fetched
It's just cause I'm a bit tetched
											
					
				 
																
						
														
					
												The Harvest Moon sits low in the sky 
And there is a man there who winks his eye 
Now, if that sounds far-fetched 
It's just cause I'm a bit tetched
or I may be a little bit high.
The trees have burst into color