That Old Black Magic

(álbum: I'll See You In My Dreams - 1962)

That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witch craft when your eyes meet mine

Same old tingle that I feel inside
Then the elevator starts it ride
Down and down I go, round and round I go
Like a leaf caught in a tide

I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name and I'm a flame
But flame was such a burning desire
Only your kiss can put out the fire

Oh, you're the lover I have waiting for
Your the mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Down and down I go, round and round I go
In a spin, loving the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
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