时间：2016-03-15
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That Old Black Magic - Margaret Whiting
That old black magic's got 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
The same old tingle that I feel inside
And when that elevator starts it's ride
Darling down and 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 put out the fire
You're the lover
I have waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And everytime your lips meet mine
Darling down and down I go
Round and round I go
In a spin
I'm loving the spin that I'm in
I'm under that old black magic called love
That old black magic's got me in it's spell
That old black magic's got me in it's spell
That old black magic's got me in it's spell
