Lyrics: H Arlen/John Herndon Mercer
Music: H Arlen/John Herndon Mercer
That old black magic
has weaved its spell
That 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
And 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 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
darling 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
I should stay away
but what can I do
I hear your name
and I'm a flame
Flame was such a 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
darling 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
Aflame with such a burning desire
darling 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
Under the old black magic called love