That Old Black Magic

That old black magic

Has me in it's 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

I love them so, yeah



The same old tingle

That I feel inside

And then that elevator

Starts it's ride



And, darling

Down and down I go

Round and round I go

Like a leaf that's

Caught in a tide



Yeah, I should stay away

But what can I do

I hear your name

And I'm aflame



Whoa, oh, oh

Aflame with such

A burning desire

Hey, that only your kiss, kiss

Can put out the fire



Well, now 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



Yo, down and down I go

And round and round I go

In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in

Under that old black magic called love



(Let's do it again, little Bobby)

Okay, one more time



Yeah, down and down I go

Round and round I go

I'm in a spin and I'm

Loving the spin that I'm in

Under that old black magic called love



Yeah, under that old

Black magic called love

Yeah, under that old

Black magic called love



Yeah, under that old

Black magic called love

Keep on talking 'bout the black old magic...