Parodies, puns and assorted doodles inspired by favored tunes

That Old Black Magic

Music Harold Arlen
Lyrics Johnny Mercer

That old black magic has me in it’s spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Those 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 it’s ride
And down and down I go
Round and round I go
Like a leaf that’s caught in the tide

Favorite Recordings

Ella Fitzgerald

Louis Prima

Frank Sinatra

Carmen McRae