Old black magic has me in its spellnOld black magic that you weave so well nThose icy fingers up and down my spinenThe same old witch craft when your eyes meet minenSame old tingle that I feel insidenThen the elevator starts it ridennDown and down I gonRound and round I gonLike a leaf caught in a tidenI should stay away but what can I do nI hear your name and I'm a flamennFlame, flame of desire nOnly your kiss can put out the fire nOh you're the lover I have waiting for nYour the mate that fate had me created for nAnd every time your lips meet minennDown and down I go nRound and round I go nIn a spin, lovin' the spin I'm in nUnder the old black magic called lovenIn a spin lovin' the spin I'm in nUnder the old black magic called lovenIn a spin lovin' the spin I'm in nUnder the old black magic called lovenI should stay away but what can I do nI hear your name and I'm a flamennFlame, flame of desire nOnly your kiss can put out the fire nOh you are the lover I have waited fornYour the mate that fate had me created for nAnd every time your lips meet minennDown and down I go nRound and round I go nIn a spin, lovin' the spin I'm in nUnder the old black magic called love