джаз, Музыка Для Работы, Спокойный джаз, Jazz Saxophone It must be magic

I’ve seen a lot of tricks up on the stage
I’ve read the book of love on every page
But what you do is something quite unique
You leave me breathless, make my knees go weak
You walk into the room and stop the clock
You pick the lock without a single knock

It must be magic, a little bit of magic
To ignore it would be simply tragic
You cast a spell with just a single glance
I’m falling in a deep and heavy trance
No rabbit in a hat, no card up on your sleeve
But you’re the kind of girl I must believe
It’s magic... pure magic.

I used to think that I was smart and cool
But now I’m standing here, a happy fool
You mix a potion in your glass of wine
And suddenly I want to make you mine
Is it voodoo? Is it chemistry?
It’s working overtime on me

Don't break the spell, don't let me wake
I’m ready for the risk I have to take
Hypnotized and paralyzed by you
There’s nothing else that I can do

No rabbit in a hat, no card up on your sleeve
But you’re the kind of girl I must believe
It’s magic...
You put a spell on me.