Tony Bennett 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 down and down I go, round and round I go
Like a leaf caught in the 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 can put out the fire
'Cause you're the lover I have waited for
You're the mate that fate had me created for
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 that old black magic called love
'Cause you're the lover I have waited for
You're the mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Darling, down and down and down I go
Round and round and round I go
In a spin, loving the spin I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
Under that old black magic called love
