That Old Black Magic

That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well. Icy fingers up and down my spine That same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine. The same old tingle that I feel inside, When that elevator starts its ride Baby, 'round and 'round I go, up and down 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, kiss, kiss can put out the fire. You're the lover I have waited for, The mate that fate had me created for. And every time your lips meet mine, Baby, 'round and 'round I go, up and down I go In a spin, I'm loving the spin I'm in, Under that old black magic called love. 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, kiss, kiss can put out the fire. You're the lover I have waited for, The mate that fate had me created for. And every time your lips meet mine, Baby, 'round and 'round I go, up and down I go In a spin, I'm loving that spin I'm in, Under that old black magic called love. I should stay away, but what can I do? I should stay away, but what can I do? I should stay away, but what can I do? I should stay away, but what can I do? --- That Old Black Magic - Rod Stewart