That Old Black Magic

Get Happy: The Harold Arlen Centennial Celebration, 3 minutes

That Old Black Magic
  • That Old Black Magic

Lyrics

Shirley Horn

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
That same old witchcraft when your 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 aflame

Aflame 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 every 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.

Written by STREISAND, BARBRA / WILLIAMS, PAUL H.
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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