The Divinyls. Underworld. Black Magic. Zeneszám

Sometimes you're a thief
When you sneak and you creep
And you break in and enter
And throw me away

Sometimes you're a snake
So why don't you slither
Slither hither
And slide on over here

Oh, suspicious
So superstitious, oh
So, so vicious
Oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh

Call it black magic
Black, black, black
Call it black magic
Or nothing at all

Sometimes you're a monkey
Then you're a donkey
I think you're so funky, you're drivin' me crazy
I'll put you back in the stall

So mysterious
When I feel curious
Are you religious?

Call it black magic
Black, black, black
Call it black magic
Or nothing at all

Call it black magic
Black, black
Call it black magic
Or nothing at all

I like it hot, others do not
Some like it cool, break all the rules
Some strike, others bite
Some just do what they like

So, so suspicious
Superstitious, oh
Are you religious?
Oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh

Call it black magic
Black, black, black
Call it black magic
Or nothing at all

Call it black magic
Call it black magic
Or nothing at all

Call it black magic
Call it black magic
Or nothing at all

I like it hot, others do not
Some like it cool, break all the rules
Some strike, others bite
Some just do what they like, oh, do what you like