That Old Black Magic

That Old Black Magic - Martha Raye/David Rose/Charlie Barnet & His Orchestra/Phil Moore

That old black magic has me in it's spell

That old black magic that I see you so well

As icy fingers up and down my spine

It's the same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel inside

And then the elevator starts it's ride

And down and down I go and round I go

Just like a leaf let's caught in the tide

I know I should stay away but what can I do

I hear your

I hear your name and I'm I'm aflame

Aflame with such a burning desire

That only your kiss and oh just put out my fire

For you your the lover that I've waited for

The mate that fate had me had me created for

Every time your lips meet mine

Darling down and down I go flow round I go

I in a sping and the loving the sping that I'm in

Under that old black magic called love