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That old bAlackE7 magic Ahas mD9e in itAs sE7pell, A
E7That oAld bE7lack maAgic tD9hat you weE7ave Fdimso weE7ll,
ThoseE7 icyFdim E7fingers D9up and dE7ownFdim my sE7pine,
The sA6ame Cdimold E7witchcraft wheCdimn your eyeA6s meeCdimt minE7e.
E7The saAme E7old tinAgle tD9hat I fAeel E7 insidAe
E7And thAen E7that elAevatD9or staE7rts Fdimits riE7de,
And dD9own and doE7wn I go; rouA9nd anFdimd rouF#mnd I F#m7go E
D9Like a leaf that's cFdimaught in the tAidD9e. A
I should sF#mtay away,F#m7 E but what can I G#7do?
I hear your C#7name and I'm aflaF#7me,
AflamD9e with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can Fdimput out the fiE7re.
E7For yoAu're E7the loAver D9I haE7ve waAitE7ed foAr,
The mA7ate Em7that FA7ate had Em7me creGdimated D6 forA7,
And D9ev'ry time D6 your lips meet mine,
Darling, D9down and doE7wn I go; rouA9nd aFdimnd roF#mund I F#m7go E
DIn a spin,D6 loving the spin I'm in
Under that D9old black magic caE7lled loAve.
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