That Old Black Magic

Old black magic has me in its spell
Old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witch craft when your eyes meet mine
Same old tingle that I feel inside
Then the elevator starts it ride

Down and [Bm]down I go
Round and [Bm]ɾound I go
Like a leaf caught in a tide
I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name and [Bm]I'm a flame

Flame, flame of desire
Only your kiss can put out the fire
Oh you're the lover I have waiting for [Dm7]
Your the mate that fate had me created for [Dm7]
And every time your lips meet mine

Down and [Bm]down I go
Round and [Bm]ɾound I go
In a spin, lovin' the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
In a spin lovin' the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
In a spin lovin' the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love
I should stay away but what can I do
I hear your name and [Bm]I'm a flame

Flame, flame of desire
Only your kiss can put out the fire
Oh you [A7are the lover I have waited for
Your the mate that fate had me created for [Dm7]
And every time your lips meet mine

Down and [Bm]down I go
Round and [Bm]ɾound I go
In a spin, lovin' the spin I'm in
Under the old black magic called love