That Old Black Magic

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 witchcraft when your eyes meet mine
The same old tingle that I feel inside
And then that elevator starts its ride
And, baby, 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 heard your name and I'm a flame
A flame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire

For you're the lover that I have waited for
The mate that fate has created me for
And every time your lips meet mine, darling
Down and down I go
Round and round I go
I'm in a spin, loving the spin I'm in
Under that old black magic called love!