Magic
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
I'm not a loser
Despite what they say
Just write these pop songs
In my parent's basement
Don't have much money
Can't really dance
But I got a degree in vocal jazz
So you don't wanna fall in love with me
'Cause I know that it's not so easy
To tell your parents that you date a music man
And I know they think I'd disappear
And leave you lonely for a year
But they don't see it
That don't mean that it ain't there
It feels like magic
And it's tragic
That I've been in love before
And it's taken me so long
It's you, babe
And it's true, babe
That I can't explain the way
You keep on leaving me amazed
Must be magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
She calls me Michael
It turns me on
Nobody's called me that since 2004
And this is my last year in New York
It's something that I can't afford
So let's spin the globe
And end up where it falls
It feels like magic
And it's tragic
That I've been in love before
And it's taken me so long
It's you, babe
And it's true, babe
That I can't explain the way
You keep on leaving me amazed
Must be magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Abracadabra, alakazam
I was under a spell
Until you took my hand
And said, "Abracadabra, alakazam"
I don't what it is, but
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
I'm not a loser
Despite what they say
Just write these pop songs
In my parent's basement
Don't have much money
Can't really dance
But I got a degree in vocal jazz
So you don't wanna fall in love with me
'Cause I know that it's not so easy
To tell your parents that you date a music man
And I know they think I'd disappear
And leave you lonely for a year
But they don't see it
That don't mean that it ain't there
It feels like magic
And it's tragic
That I've been in love before
And it's taken me so long
It's you, babe
And it's true, babe
That I can't explain the way
You keep on leaving me amazed
Must be magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
She calls me Michael
It turns me on
Nobody's called me that since 2004
And this is my last year in New York
It's something that I can't afford
So let's spin the globe
And end up where it falls
It feels like magic
And it's tragic
That I've been in love before
And it's taken me so long
It's you, babe
And it's true, babe
That I can't explain the way
You keep on leaving me amazed
Must be magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Abracadabra, alakazam
I was under a spell
Until you took my hand
And said, "Abracadabra, alakazam"
I don't what it is, but
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Oh, it feels like magic, magic
It must be magic, magic
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Zinnanti, Michael Desmond
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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