That Old Black Magic

That Old Black Magic - Louis Prima

Old black magic has weaved its spell

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 its ride

Down and down I go

Round and around I go

Like a leaf caught in a tide

I should stay away but what can I do

I hear your name and I'm aflame

Aflame with such a desire

That only your kiss

Put out the fire

For you're the lover I have waited for

You're mate that fate had me created for

And every time your lips meet mine

Baby down and down I go

Round and round I go

In a spin loving the spin I'm in

Under the old black magic called love

Oh in a spin loving the spin I'm in

Under the old black magic called love

In a spin loving the spin I'm in

Under the old black magic called love

I should stay away but what can I do

I hear your name and I'm a flame

Flame burning desire

That only your kiss

Put out the fire

For you're the lover I have waited for

You're mate that fate had me created for

And every time your lips meet mine

Baby down and down I go

Round and round I go

In a spin loving the spin I'm in

Under the old black magic called love

Oh in a spin loving the spin I'm in

Under the old black magic called love

In a spin loving the spin I'm in

Under the old black magic called love

Under the old black magic called love