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(Verse 1)
Deep in the woods, the witches meet,
They're chanting something dark and sweet,
They're waiting for your little feet...

(Chorus)
"Trick or treat! Smell my feet!
Give me something good to eat!
If you don't, we don't care,
We'll put a spider in your hair!"

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