Song | That Old Black Magic |
Artist | Frank Sinatra |
Album | The Best of the Columbia Years: 1943-1952 |
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Lyrics:Johnny Mercer Music:Harold Arlen Arranger:Heinie Beau | |
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 slide, | |
Down and down I go, | |
Round and round I go, | |
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide. | |
I should stay away but what can I do, | |
I hear your name, and I'm aflame, | |
A flame with such a burning desire, | |
That only your kiss can put out the fire. | |
'Cause you're the lover I have waited for, | |
The mate that fate had me created for, | |
And every time you lips meet mine, | |
Darling, down and down I go, | |
Round and round I go | |
In that spin of love that I am in, | |
Under that old black of love. |
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer Music: Harold Arlen Arranger: Heinie Beau | |
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 slide, | |
Down and down I go, | |
Round and round I go, | |
Like a leaf that' s caught in the tide. | |
I should stay away but what can I do, | |
I hear your name, and I' m aflame, | |
A flame with such a burning desire, | |
That only your kiss can put out the fire. | |
' Cause you' re the lover I have waited for, | |
The mate that fate had me created for, | |
And every time you lips meet mine, | |
Darling, down and down I go, | |
Round and round I go | |
In that spin of love that I am in, | |
Under that old black of love. |
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer Music: Harold Arlen Arranger: Heinie Beau | |
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 slide, | |
Down and down I go, | |
Round and round I go, | |
Like a leaf that' s caught in the tide. | |
I should stay away but what can I do, | |
I hear your name, and I' m aflame, | |
A flame with such a burning desire, | |
That only your kiss can put out the fire. | |
' Cause you' re the lover I have waited for, | |
The mate that fate had me created for, | |
And every time you lips meet mine, | |
Darling, down and down I go, | |
Round and round I go | |
In that spin of love that I am in, | |
Under that old black of love. |