Spin The Black Circle

See this needle, see my hand
Drop, drop, dropping it down, oh so gently
Well here it comes, I touch the flame
Turn me up, won't turn you away

Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, whoa

Pull it out, a paper sleeve
Oh, my joy, only you deserve conceit
I'm so big, a my whole world
I'd rather you, rather you than her
Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, spin the black, spin the black
Spin, spin, spin the black circle
Spin, spin, whoa
You're so warm, oh, little one
When I lay down, your crooked arm
Spin, spin, spin the black circle