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
That 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.

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.

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 the spin I'm in, 
Under that old black magic called love.

This was the first network TV variety show hosted by an African American. Although it was only a 15 minute show on Sunday nights, it only lasted 13 weeks.

That Old Black Magic was Billy Daniels signature song as can be seen by the poster from the Copacabaña below.