Judy Garland

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 to ride
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
Aflame with
such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire

You are the lover I've waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine

Baby down and down I go,
round and round I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love