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That Old Black Magic - Margaret Whiting/Jimmy Wakely
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
The same old tingle that I feel inside
And then that elevator starts it's ride
And 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 a flame
A flame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire
Oh you are the lover I've 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
