Just a Passin' Fancy in a Midnite Dream — The Steve Miller Band

If you need me on a Monday and it's rainin' You go down 'bout Tuesday afternoon You'll be powerless and squirming by Wednesday You know you can't get enough too soon

You won't know what kind of change I may play You won't know, you won't know, you won't know You won't care what your friends may say Cause you're just a passin' fancy in a midnite dream

You begin to worry on a Wednesday When you're temperature's goin' down slow You call the doctor on Friday But he says they don't even wanna know

Black magic's got a spell on you Black magic's gonna do you in Black magic got a spell on you With black magic, you know you just can't win

When you feel my grip gettin' stronger And there ain't a thing you can do And you can't hold out much longer I'll have your soul before I'm through

You won't know what kind of change I may throw You won't care, you won't care, you won't care You won't care what your friends, they may say Cause you're just a passin' fancy in my midnite dream

When you feel my grip gettin' stronger And there ain't a thing you can do And you can't hold out much longer You know your rectifying time is due If you feel your liver shiver And you know that I'm gonna mess with you And your soul begins to quiver There won't be any mercy for you when I'm through, baby