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Look at all the magic muggles have got Television, cell phones, teflon pots Microwave ovens, ding! - that's hot Kind of puts a wizard on the spot You say you've got a broom well good for you Last time I rode mine, my lips turned blue I'd rather have a mustang, yes it's true Anything with a heater that works would do Who would a thought that magic could be replaced By elevators, airplanes, and satellites up in space They wanna talk to a friend they just pick up the phone No head in a fire like a roasted scone When they send a letter they just stick on a stamp No bloody owls - why can't we do that They've got laptops, we've got quills We've got potions and they've got pills Here's a question, can you tell me this Which is the magic and who is the witch Who would a thought that magic could be replaced By elevators, airplanes, and satellites up in space From Letras Mania