I admit that, in the past, I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, "a witch"
But you'll find it nowadays I mended all my ways
Repented, seen a light, and made a switch
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And here, lately, please don't laugh, I use it on behalf of the miserable, lonely, and depressed
Poor unfortunate souls in pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them? Yes, indeed!
Poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "spells, Ursula, please!"
And I help them? Yes, I do!
Now, it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em across the coals
Yes, I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole, I've been a saint to those poor unfortunate souls
Poor unfortunate souls in pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them? Yes, indeed!
Poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "spells, Ursula, please!"
And I help them? Yes, I do!