Lyric Just a Passin Fancy in a Midnite Dream

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
You won t know what kind of change I may throwYou won t care, you won t care, you won t careYou won t care what your friends, they may sayCause you re just a passin fancy in my midnite dream
When you feel my grip gettin strongerAnd there ain t a thing you can doAnd you can t hold out much longerYou know your rectifying time is dueIf you feel your liver shiverAnd you know that I m gonna mess with youAnd your soul begins to quiverThere won t be any mercy for you when I m through, baby