The hairdresser

[Verse 1] She's got magic in her fingertips, With scissors and combs, she's got those tricks. By day she's a stylist, making folks feel grand, But when night falls, she's something more, understand. [Chorus] By day she's a hairdresser, by night a witch, In her salon, she'll give you the perfect pitch. With potions and spells, she'll weave her enchanting way, A hair wizard by day, a sorceress by night, they say. [Verse 2] She'll snip and she'll style with expert grace, Every client leaves with a smile on their face. But when the moon rises, her power takes flight, She'll brew up concoctions under the dim moonlight. [Chorus] By day she's a hairdresser, by night a witch, In her salon, she'll give you the perfect pitch. With potions and spells, she'll weave her enchanting way, A hair wizard by day, a sorceress by night, they say. [Bridge] She'll tame your mane with a flick of her wrist, But don't cross her, or you might feel her twist. Her salon's a sanctuary, where magic's at play, But when the stars twinkle, she'll dance in the fey. [Trumpet solo] [Trumpet solo] [Chorus] By day she's a hairdresser, by night a witch, In her salon, she'll give you the perfect pitch. With potions and spells, she'll weave her enchanting way, A hair wizard by day, a sorceress by night, they say. Beware of the witch! [End]