That Old Black Magic (Remix)

[Hook: Amy Heidemann] That old black magic has me in its 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 its ride And down and down I go, round and round I go Like a leaf that's caught in the tide [Verse 1: Amy Heidemann] I sat down with the psychic eye She told me that the cards don't lie Better watch out for a heart attack That'll be ten bucks if you're paying in cash, well Funny how now I know the meaning Bit too late though I'm already tweakin' 'Cause I'm in love with the man I can't get Err' time I think about him I begin to sweat, what? Hair slicked down in the back What I wouldn't give to be clairvoyant, gimme Pain and despair in my future If I can be with you I can maneuver, yeah [Pre-Hook: Amy Heidemann] See no hear no evil, touchin' you is mystical I know you're no good for me You feel so strong but you make me weak [Hook: Amy Heidemann] That old black magic has me in its 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 its ride And down and down I go, round and round I go Like a leaf that's caught in the tide [Verse 2: Amy Heidemann] I'm just shocked that I fell so fast You pop-quizzed and I'm bad at math Tell myself that it ain't that deep But the shit gets real when a bitch can't sleep, come on Funny how now I know the feelin' I'm strung out on the drug that you're dealin' They can all see that the damage is done I wear my heart on the sleeve of your gun, that's Pressed up tight to my back Can't pretend that I don't like that, come on Pain and despair in my future If I can be with you I can maneuver, yeah [Pre-Hook: Amy Heidemann] See no hear no evil, touchin' you is mystical I know you're no good for me You feel so strong but you make me weak [Hook: Amy Heidemann] That old black magic has me in its 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 its ride And down and down I go, round and round I go Like a leaf that's caught in the tide