You don't need a magic spell
A wishing well or a shooting star above
And you don't need a magic wand
Or a good-luck charm to win my love
There only one way to open the door
To say the magic words
And abracadabra I'm yours
I'm no good in making magic, dear
But I know this
I can make your troubles disappear
With one tender kiss
And you don't need a cristal ball
Or a magic mirror on the wall
I can make your dreams come true
With very little magic, dear at all
There only one way to open the door
To say the magic words
And abracadabra I'm yours
And abracadabra I'm yours
Abracadabra I'm yours
