[Intro - Dirty slide guitar, rumbling motorcycle engine] [Spoken - Deep gravelly male voice] They say every town's got a troublemaker... Well, ours has got a witch. And somebody... BOUGHT HER A HARLEY! [Verse 1] She rolled into town on a Saturday night, Black leather jacket and her boots pulled tight. Silver hair flying in the hot night air, Had a broomstick strapped to the back somewhere. She pulled up outside the old Bushman's Rest, Walked through the door like an unwanted guest. The barman said, "Lady, what'll it be?" She said, "Bourbon, you fool! AND MAKE IT THREE!" [Pre-Chorus] Thunder rolled and the lights went dim, The jukebox stopped and the walls leaned in. She raised her glass with a wicked grin, Said, "WHO'S READY FOR A LITTLE SIN?" [Chorus - Big, swaggering Southern rock] THE WITCH RIDES A HARLEY! SHE DON'T NEED TO FLY! GOT A THOUSAND CCs AND THE DEVIL IN HER EYES! SHE'S RAISING HELL ON THE HIGHWAY TONIGHT! BLACK MAGIC WOMAN WITH HER HEADLIGHTS BRIGHT! OH, LORDY! GET OUT OF HER WAY! THE WITCH RIDES A HARLEY... AND SHE'S COMING YOUR WAY! [Verse 2] Old Mick at the bar said, "You're all talk!" She pointed one finger and he started to squawk. His boots hit the floor, his trousers fell flat, And suddenly Mick was a great big cat! The barman laughed till he couldn't see, Said, "Come on, love, you can't frighten me!" She whispered something nobody heard, Now he lives in the pond... AND HE'S EATING WORMS! [Spoken] RIBBIT! [Pre-Chorus] The windows rattled, the thunder cracked, She finished her bourbon and never looked back. Kicked that Harley into gear, And everybody shouted, "GET HER OUT OF HERE!" [Chorus] THE WITCH RIDES A HARLEY! SHE DON'T NEED TO FLY! GOT A THOUSAND CCs AND THE DEVIL IN HER EYES! SHE'S RAISING HELL ON THE HIGHWAY TONIGHT! BLACK MAGIC WOMAN WITH HER HEADLIGHTS BRIGHT! OH, LORDY! GET OUT OF HER WAY! THE WITCH RIDES A HARLEY... AND SHE'S COMING YOUR WAY! [Instrumental - Extended dirty slide guitar solo, driving bass and Hammond organ] [Bridge - Half-time, sinister storytelling] Somewhere past the old crossroads, Where the blacktop turns to dirt, She saw a sign beside the road, Half-buried in the earth. MIDNIGHT CARNIVAL. ADMISSION FREE. ONE NIGHT ONLY. COME AND SEE. She smiled and said, "Well, ain't that sweet... A whole new crowd For me to meet." [Drums build, motorcycle engine roars] [Final Chorus - Huge Southern rock groove] THE WITCH RIDES A HARLEY! SHE DON'T NEED TO FLY! GOT A THOUSAND CCs AND THE DEVIL IN HER EYES! SHE'S RAISING HELL ON THE HIGHWAY TONIGHT! BLACK MAGIC WOMAN WITH HER HEADLIGHTS BRIGHT! OH, LORDY! GET OUT OF HER WAY! THE WITCH RIDES A HARLEY... AND SHE'S COMING YOUR WAY! [Outro - Guitar riff, engine idling] [Spoken] She pulled up at the carnival gate. A gentleman in a black suit Stepped out of the shadows. "Good evening, madam. We've been expecting you." She looked him up and down. "Listen, sunshine... YOU GOT A BAR IN THERE?" [Final guitar sting] [Engine roars]
