Intro: Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem Cannot hold you to its heat You're temperature is too hot for tamin' Your flamin' feet are burnin' up the street. I am homeless come and take me to the reach of your rattle and drums. Let me know, babe, all about my fortune down along my restless palms. Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed I have fallen far beneath your perly eyes so fast and slashing and your flashing diamond teeth. The night is pitchblack come and make my pale face fit in the place of pleas. Let me know, babe, I'm nearly drownin' If it's you, my lifeline's trace. I've been wondering all about me ever since I've seen you there on your cliffs of your wild cat 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've got to laugh half ways off my heels I got to know, babe, oh will you surround me so I can know if I am really real. When it says 'C3rd it means' on the 3rd fret. Overall, enjoy!
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