Johnny Mercer
That Old Black Magic
That old black magic's got me under its spell (poof)
That old black magic that you weave so well (abracadabra)
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine (and trouble meets my eyes)
The same old tingle that I feel inside (how deep inside my mind)
And then the elevator starts its ride
Oh, down and down I go (down and down I go)
Round and round I go (round and round I go)
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide (swirling, swirling)
{Scatting break}
(Black magic, hocus pocus)
Down and down I go (down)
Round and round I go
Just a leaf, along for the ride (the ride)
I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name, and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning dеsire (desire)
That only your kiss can put out thе fire
Oh, you're the lover that I've waited for (the lover, razzle-dazzle)
The mate that fate had me created for (created me for)
And every time your lips meet mine
Darling, down and down I go
Round and round I go
In a spin, the spin I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
In a spin, that spin I'm in
Loving that old magic called love