That Old Black Magic Shaggy

Warm and easy, you know
Sting
How you say we deal wid dah one yah now? Watch yah, yeah

That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
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 then that elevator starts its ride
Down and 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 burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire

For you're the lover I have waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Darling, down and down I go, 'round and 'round I go
In a spin, loving that spin that I am in
Under that old black magic called love