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I will endeavour to be clever for youGypsy girl, your style is coolAs I eat my breakfast by the open window airThe afternoon blows into my roomHow I'd croon for you, if you were mineHow I swoon every time you pass me byI will endeavour to be clever for youGypsy girl, your style is coolI've been looking for a second pea for my podGypsy girl, I want youTo have and hold in sickness and in hell when I dieCome sit on my roofI'd show you my copy of 'Hail to the Thief'You'd sing me odes about finding friends and losing teethSo I'm looking for a mixer for my spirit drinkGypsy girl, I want youOoh ooh ooh ooh ooh x2Letras de cancionesSo I'll strive and seek and find and never yieldTill I talk to you About things you do to pass the timeLike swotting up on old screen plays, Or shaking your thing to discoAs if it was '95You'd like to think that you're the hippest kid in townAnd though it's raining, weather never gets you downSo I'll strive and seek and find a field Of conversation for youGypsy girl, your style is cool From Letras Mania