If you need me on a Monday and it’s rainin’You go down ’bout Tuesday afternoonYou’ll be powerless and squirming by WednesdayYou know you can’t get enough too soon
You won’t know what kind of change I may playYou won’t know, you won’t know, you won’t knowYou won’t care what your friends may sayCause you’re just a passin’ fancy in a midnite dream
You begin to worry on a WednesdayWhen you’re temperature’s goin’ down slowYou call the doctor on FridayBut he says they don’t even wanna know
Black magic’s got a spell on youBlack magic’s gonna do you inBlack magic got a spell on youWith black magic, you know you just can’t win
When you feel my grip gettin’ strongerAnd there ain’t a thing you can doAnd you can’t hold out much longerI’ll have your soul before I’m through
