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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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I've got those icy, icy fingers up and down my spine |
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The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine |
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That same old tingle I feel inside |
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And then that elevator starts it's ride |
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And down and down I go, all around I go |
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Like a leaf that's caught in a tide |
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Well 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, kiss, kiss |
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Can put out that fire |
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You're the lover I have waited for |
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Your the mate that fate had me created for |
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And every time your lips meet mine |
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Darling, down and down I go |
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Round and round I go |
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Like a leaf that's caught in a tide |
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Well, 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 |
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Put out that fire |
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You're the lover lover lover that I have waited for |
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Your the mate that fate had me created for |
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And every time your lips meet mine |
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Baby, down and down and down I go |
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Round and round and round I go |
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In a spin, ooh and I'm loving that spin that I'm in |
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Ooh, under that old black magic called |
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"You're a dirty robber", old black magic called |
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"Oh oh get out the car", old black magic called |
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Meanwhile back at the ranch |
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Under that old black magic called love |
