That old black magic has me in it's spell.
That old black magic that you weave so well.
Those icy fingers up and down my spine.
The same old witchcraft when you 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 that's caught in the tide.

I should stay away but what can I do
I hear 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 I have waited for.
The mate that fate had me created for
And ev'ry 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!