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