That Old Black Magic

(album: Sentimental Journey: The Girl Singer And Her New Big Band - 2001)

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 witchcraft
When your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle
That I feel inside
And then that elevator
Starts its ride
And down and down I go
Round and round I go
Like a leaf caught in the tide

I should stay away
But what can I do
I hear your name
And I'm aflame
A flame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss
Can put out the fire

For you're the lover
I have waited for
You're the mate
That fate had me created for
And every time
Your lips meet mine
Darling, down and down I go
Round and round I go
In a spin
Loving the spin I'm in
Under that old black magic
Called love