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Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem |
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Cannot hold you to its heat. |
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Your temperature's too hot for taming, |
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Your flaming feet burn up the street. |
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I am homeless, come and take me |
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Into reach of your rattling drums. |
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Let me know, babe, about my fortune |
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Down along my restless palms. |
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Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed. |
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I have fallen far beneath |
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Your pearly eyes, so fast an' slashing, |
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An' your flashing diamond teeth. |
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The night is pitch black, come an' make my |
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Pale face fit into place, ah, please! |
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Let me know, babe, I got to know, babe, |
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If it's you my lifelines trace. |
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I been wond'rin' all about me |
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Ever since I seen you there. |
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On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding, |
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I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where. |
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You have slayed me, you have made me, |
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I got to laugh halfways off my heels. |
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I got to know, babe, and I will you surround me |
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So I can know if I'm really real. |