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Under Your Spell

Peter Mayer

Caught a train to London
But it went to France
Ended up in New Orleans doin’ a voodoo dance
What game are you playing
What you put in my tea?
You got your hands on the steering wheel
Ooh and it’s a terrifying me

‘Cause I’m under your spell
How was I to know where I should go
And it’s too late to tell darling I’m under your spell

Band was playing a tango
In some mysterious key
Me and you and your cigarette
Talked poetry
First she took my hand
Took me off of my feet
Then she took my pocketbook
No one could identify me

‘Cause I’m under your spell
How was I to know where I should go
It’s too late to tell darling I’m under your spell
I’m caught by your eye
How was I to see in the pale moonlight
I’m too mystified
Darling I’m under your spell

Three days gone in a minute
A breeze is a hurricane if you spin it
I’m in a hush ever since I caught your eye

Caught in New Orleans in a spell now
Cause I’m under your spell
How was I to know
I should let go I should let go

Comments

1. Great, as usual !!!

   Terri Romeo on February 29th, 2012