That old Black Magic


 Old black magic has me in its spell,
 Old black magic that you weave so well.
 Icy fingers up and down my spine
Same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.
Same old tingle that I feel inside,
Then that elevator starts its ride
Down and down I go, round and round I go,
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide.
I should stay away, but what can I do?
I hear your name and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can start the fire.
For you're the lover I have waited for,
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.


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