Blue Magic

G                             
It's a humid night, the moon is 
          Em
getting full again,
G                                 
Somewhere there's a slight figure 
        Em
made of paraffin,
    D                      C
And someone is turning its head,
    D                      C
And someone is pulling its mane,
     Am
It's magic.

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G                                 
It's a restless crowd, the doves 
          Em
are flying from his sleeves,
G                            
One girl's not so loud, like a 
          Em
convert she believes,
      D                       C   
She's always been looking for 
       D                      C
wires, but now she knows none are 
required,
     Am
It's magic.

G                                 
Wrap me up in chains, with the 
   Em
magic words you say,
G                                 
I can use my brain, I can make my 
Em
getaway,
    D                   C        
But I will be your volunteer, if 
D                      C
you make this love disappear,
     Am
Like magic.