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