That Old Black Magic

That Old Black Magic - Norma Bengell

Written by：Harold Arlen/Johnny Mercer

Old black magic

Has me in it's 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

Same old tingle that I feel inside

And then that elevator starts it's ride

And down and down I go

Round and round I go

Like a leaf that caught in the tide

I should stay away but what can I do

I hear your name

And I'm a flame

And I'm a flame

Such a

Burning desire

That only your kiss kiss kiss

Put out the fire

For your the lover that I've waited for

You're the mate that fate had me created for

And every time your lips meet mine

Dirling

Down and down I go round and round I go

In a spin

Loving the spin that I'm in

Under that old black magic called love

Black magic called love

Black magic called love