Эстер Филлипс _ Мистер Волшебник

He looked at me one day, chased my blues away


Chased my blues away with his sweet smile


I never dreamed I'd meet a man so fine


There was something in his style





Mr. Magic


Where have you gone?


Mr. Magic


You turn me on





He put his hands on me and kissed me tenderly


Kissed me tenderly and held me tight


I'd give up anything that I possess


Just to have him here tonight





Mr. Magic


Where have you gone?


Mr. Magic


You turn me on





I threw away my pride, I sat down and cried


Sat down and cried over you


'Cause just like magic powder, you took one


Now I don't know what to do





Mr. Magic


Where have you gone?


Mr. magic


You turn me on