Then where would you be Miss Gypsy Rose Lee? Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn? Don't I get a dream for myself? Startin' now it's gonna be my turn
then where would you be Miss Gypsy Rose Lee? Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn? Don't I get a dream for myself? Starting now it's gonna be my turn
of waitin' for tomorrow to come Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend I got a new suit of clothes and a pretty red rose And a woman I can call
turned up I'm Lily Marlene And you treated some woman to a flake of your life And when she got home she was nobody's wife Well, I see you there with a rose
I gave you flowers and you gave me faith We are minds and hearts that move as one Chameleon, warrior, gypsy and brave Turn our eyes to the heart of the
look for me by the moonlight Watch for me by the moonlight I'll come to thee by the moonlight Though hell should bar the way He rose upright in the
't close Don't turn around, don't turn around again Don't turn around, your gypsy heart Don't turn around, don't turn around again And don't turn around
think about her sometimes in the night I never knew the red rose from the white Torn between the Gypsy and the Rose I was torn between the Gypsy and the Rose
can't close Don't turn around, don't turn around again Don't turn around, your gypsy heart Don't turn around, don't turn around again Don't turn around
hold you tight so I can feel you Sweet lady of the night I shall reveal you If you would turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher, radio Turn it up, turn
see is my darlin' and me, Like young flowers bloomin' in spring. Like flowers that grew, and no other I knew, But the Rose of the San Joaquin. 2. The gypsies
could see The Flying Doctor's been barking up the wrong tree Cecil B. De Mille lives on my street CY O'Connor's feeling depressed And Gypsy Rose Lee
each other. Rose cries] Gypsy It's OK, momma! OK, Rose! Rose See... You look like you should speak French! Gypsy You're coming to that party with me... Rose No! Gypsy
I long to hold you tight so I can feel you Sweet lady of the night I shall reveal you Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher radio Turn it up, turn
moonlight, Watch for me by moonlight, I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way." Vi He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce
Then look for me by the moonlight, Watch for me by the moonlight, I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way. He rose upright