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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,
The same old witchcraft when your lips meet mine,
The same old tingle that I feel inside
And then the elevator starts its 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 it's aflame,
Aflame with such a burning desire,
That only your kiss can put out the fire.
You're the lover that 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 that spin that I’m in
Under that old black magic called love.

I should stay away but what can I do,
I hear your name, and it's aflame,
Aflame with such a burning desire,
That only your kiss can put out the fire.
You're the lover that 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 that spin that I’m in
Under that old black magic called love.

That old black magic called love

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