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