Tom Jones

Tom Jones
That Old Black Magic

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
When 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 good will I do
I hear your name and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only that kiss put out the fire

You're the lover I have waited for
You're 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 that spin and I'm loving that spin I'm in
I'm under that old black magic called love

I should stay away but what good will I do
I hear your name and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only that kiss, kiss, kiss put out the fire

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

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

keeskees

Toegevoegd door keeskees op di 24 apr, 2012 10:02 am

Auteur: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer
Componist: Harold Arlen
Uitgever: The Decca Record Company Limited
Uitgegeven in: 1966
Taal: Engels
Beschikbaar op: From The Heart (reissue) (1997)

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