Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem
Cannot hold you to its heat.
Your temperature´s too hot for taming,
Your flaming feet burn up the street.
I am homeless, come and take me

Into reach of your rattling drums.
Let me know, babe, about my fortune
Down along my restless palms.

Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed.
I have fallen far beneath
Your pearly eyes, so fast an´ slashing,
An´ your flashing diamond teeth.
The night is pitch black, come an´ make my
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
Let me know, babe, I got to know, babe,
If it´s you my lifelines trace.

I been wond´rin´ 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 I be touching you
So I can tell if I´m really real.