That Old Black Magic

That Old Black Magic - David Campbell

Written by：Johnny Mercer/Harold Arlen

That old black magic has me in its spell

That old black magic that you weave so well

Girl I've got your 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 its ride

And down and down and down I go

Round and round and round I go

Like a leaf a leaf that's caught in the tide

I should stay away

But what can I do

I hear your name and I'm all aflame

Aflame with such a burning desire

That only your kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss

Can put out the fire

You're the lover I have waited for

You're the mate the one the girl the thing

That I was just created for

And every time your lips meet mine

Down I go

Round I go

Like a leaf a leaf that's caught in your tide

I should stay away

But what can I do

I hear your name and it drives me and see

I'm aflame with such a burning desire

That only your kiss your kiss your kiss

Come on

Baby put out my fire

You're the lover the lover the lover that I have waited for

You're the one you're the mate that I was created for

And every time your lips meet mine

Well down and down and down I go

Round and round and round I go

In a spin girl and I'm dig the spin I'm in

Dig you and baby

Black magic called

Oh my baby

Black magic called

Oh honey

Black magic called

Baby baby baby

Under that old black magic called