That Old Black Magic

That Old Black Magic - Judy Garland/Stan kenton

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 witch craft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel inside

And then that elevator starts its ride

And down and down I go

Round and round I go

Like a leaf that's caught in a tide

I should stay away but what can I do

I hear your name and I'm a flame

A flame would such a burning desire

That only your kiss can put out the fire

Oh you're the lover I have waiting 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 lovin' the spin I'm in

Under that old black magic called love

Under old black magic called love