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Gypsy gal, the hands of HarlemCannot hold you to it's heatYour temperature's too hot for tamingYour flaming feet are burning up the street
I am homeless come and take meInto the reach of your rattling drumsI gotta know babe all about my fortuneDown along my restless palms
Gypsy gal, you've got me swallowedI have fallen far beneathYour pearly eyes so fast and slashingAnd your flashing diamond teeth
The night is pitch black, come and make myPale face fit in the place, ah pleaseI gotta know babe, I'm nearly drowningIf it's you, my lifelines trace
I've been wonderin' all about meEver since I seen you thereOn the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm ridingI know I'm 'round you but I don't know where
You have slayed me, you have made meI got to laugh half ways off my heelsI got to know babe, will you surround me?So I can know if I'm really real
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