G C G CG C G C G Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem,C G cannot hold you to it's heatC G Your temperature's too hot for taming,C G your flaming feet burn up the street.C G C G I am homeless, come and take me,C G C D into reach of your rattling drums.G C G C I got to know, babe, all about my fortune,G C G down along my restless palms.G C G CContinúa después del anuncioG C G C G Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed,C G I have fallen far beneathC G C G Your pearly eyes, so fast and slashing,C G and your flashing diamond teeth.C G C G The night is pitch black, come and make my,C G C D pale face fit into place, ah, please!G C G C I got to know, babe, I'm nearly drowning,G C G if it's you my lifelines trace.G C G CG C G C G I been wondering all about me,C G ever since I seen you there.C G C On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding,G C G I know I'm around you but I don't know where.C G C G You have slayed me, you have made me,C G C D I got to laugh halfways of my heels.G C G C I got to know, babe, will you surround me,G C G so I can know if I'm really real.G C G C G
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