Gypsy کے بول

I live a life of colored melody Some think it’s cool, some think it’s strange A shift of manic hues, a crippling Beneath all the fuzz is a feeling And a need to strain what is killing I need to love, be loved, beloved, love me Say: I do She has a siren voice of certainty A lively prose, a natural gloom She wields a kiss of incredulity And I every time feel amazing In her almond eyes made for gazing I simply must be loving you A femme fatale, a wild slay I know I will (Man, just keep your cool) But, oh my will (Boy, just keep your cool) Gives way I think I’m caving to delirium How did this temptress come my way? With every step it’s getting serious And I every time feel amazing In her almond eyes made for gazing I simply must be loving you