Charlie Barnet
that old black magic feat frances wayne
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
When 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 a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire
You are the lover that I've waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Baby down and down I go, all around I go
In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in
Under that old black magic called love
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- The Charlie Barnet Collection, Vol. 1: 1935-1947
- Miscellaneous
- The Excellence of Charlie Barnet
- Lazy Bug (1939 - 1940)
- Wings Over Manhattan
- The Right Idea
- Swing and Sweat (Remastered)
- Jazz Café, Vol. 2 (Chillin Sax Classics in Lounge)
- 50 Jazz Essentials, Vol. 3 (The Finest Collection With...
- Classic Jazz Vol. 4
- Hit Parade 1940
- Classic Jazz Collective Volume 4
- Timeless Rarities of the 1940s Vol.1
- Top 50 Classics - The Very Best Of 1940
- Skyliner
- I Hear Rhapsody
- Ultimate Jazz Collections (Volume 45)
- Songs To Remember
- Charlie Barnet
- Charlie Barnet Diamond