She tells me that she has to go She says that its all over now She knows how to break me She knows that it's easy But when the rain is coming in She calls me on the telephone, she says, "where did you get to . . So come on i need you" It's a mysterious thing Well it's something i can't explain Its a mysterious thing Got me under the spell again Don't believe what my eyes can see Strangest feeling is holding me So give me an answer, girl What must i do for your love She's gonna make you run around She's gonna keep you hanging on Wearing her black lace, Wild eyed and reckless But before you throw it all away Just think of what it does to me Why must i go on Wishing and praying It's a mysterious thing, etc.