Amy Winehouse – Mr. Magic (Through The Smoke)
Every day, I see youMy hands were made for youAnd you always give me stress free point of viewPick you up after school
Take a token(Mister Magic) Of my love(Mister Magic) I see you through the smoke
Without you, I’m miseryBlue without my greenAll the songs sound better when you’re next to meYeah, ‘cause you come naturally
Take a token(Mister Magic) Of my love, love, love(Mister Magic) I see you through the smoke
Laying on my bedI reach over for youAnd you so fresh, you even make the standards newBurn the tip to get you through
Take a token(Mister Magic) Of my love(Mister Magic) Mister MagicI see you through the smoke
Waiting for the smoke to clearI’m waiting for the smoke to clear








