I tell ya kinky. You foxy little flirt. I caught you in the biar path. Liftin' up your skirt. Well let me tell ya. What you been doin' in the Firepatch. What you been doin' with your little skirt. Got..... You've been foolin' with the Bitch's Brew. You know the things I told you not to do. You fell into the briar patch. Ain't nothing gonna save your ass. Remember the things you said. The saving and the screams for bread. And now you just walked away. So take it away all the way. You're fooling with the Bitch's Brew. That ain't the thing you ought to fool with. Now you keep your fingers out of there honey. You know that ain't no there. The way that you really feel. Down the parts on the way you deal. Where the witch is sight. And the things that you fight. (Oh God). You've been messin' with the Bitch's Brew. Now don't you know who you're talking to. Say you're talking to the Bitch's who. Tell me you never really cared. The Voodoo man eyes of fire. The Hoodoo man most desire. The Bitches are out n' smooth. Tell from the light of the moon. (Yodle-lay-lay-lay yeah yeah yeah come on). I've been thinkin'. Had my hands through the sense of time. Yeah and I've been drinkin'. Just to make this here song rhyme. You're foolin' with the Bitch's Brew. Now don't you don't you don't you don't you....