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 your eyes meet mine the same old tingle that i feel inside and then that elevator starts it s 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 your 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 magic of love