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
That same old witch craft when your eyes meet mine
That same old tingle that I feel inside
And then the elevator starts it ride
And down, down I go
Round and round I go
Like a leaf that's caught in a 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
And you're the lover I have waiting for
A mate that fate had me created for
And evеry time your lips meet mine
Darling, down I go
Round I go
In a spin, lovin' that spin I'm in
Under that old black magic callеd love
In a spin lovin' that spin I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
In a spin lovin' that spin I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
