That Old Black Magic - Live At Teatro Sistina, Rome, Italy / 1958

Thank you
I thank you
Thank you

Black magic called love
Black magic called love
Black magic called love

That old black magic's got 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
And when that elevator starts its ride
Darling, down, down, 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

Oh, you're the lover I have waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And everytime your lips meet mine
Darling, down, down, down I go
Round, round, round I go

In a spin, I'm loving the spin I'm in
I'm under that old black magic called love

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, kiss, kiss can put out the fire

You're the lover, your're the lover, you're the lover
You're the lover I have waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And everytime your lips meet mine
Darling, down, down, down I go
Round, round, round I go

In a spin, I'm loving the spin I'm in
I'm under that old black magic called love
Oh, I'm In a spin, I'm loving the spin I'm in
I'm under that old black magic called love
Yes, Im in a spin, looking at you that has got me
Under that old, old black magic called love

Got me spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' around
Like an elevator going down
In that magic, black magic
Called love

Thank you
Thank you