| That old black magic has me in its spell
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| That old black magic that you weave so well
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| Those icy fingers up and down my spine
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| The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine
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| I get the same, I get the same, I get the same
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| I get the same old tingle that I feel inside
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| And then that elevator starts its ride
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| And down and down I go
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| Round and round I go
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| Like a leaf caught in a tide
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| Oh, I should stay away but what can I do
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| I hear your name and I’m aflame
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| Aflame with such a burning desire
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| That only your kiss can put out the fire
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| For you’re the lover I have waited for
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| You’re the mate that fate had me created for
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| And every time your lips meet mine
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| Baby, down, down and down I go
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| Round and round I go
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| In a spin, loving the spin I’m in
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| Under that old black magic called love
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| I should stay away but what can I do
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| I hear your name, I’m aflame
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| Aflame with such a burning desire
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| Only your kiss, kiss, kiss can put out that fire
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| 'Cause you’re the lover, yes you’re the lover
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| Yes, you’re the lover I have waited for
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| And you’re the mate that fate had me created for
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| And every time your lips meet mine
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| Baby, down and down and down I go
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| Round and round I go
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| In a spin, loving that spin I’m in
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| Under that old black magic called love
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| That old magic, crescendo type magic
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| Coral style magic, black magic type magic
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| That beautiful magic, that wonderful magic
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| That old magic called love
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| Black magic!
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| Thank you
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| Thank you very much
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| Thank you, ladies and gentlemen |