Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Love Songs

Tropical night, moon
Dying of the silver screen
She danced that famous Gypsy
With a in her tambourine

I was enough and dumb enough
I swallowed down my Mickey
She'd a few hearts all right
I went a tailspin

Don't sing me, don't me, don't sing me
No more gypsy songs
Don't sing me, don't sing me, sing me
No more gypsy love
Don't stir it up

I put my arm around her
she, young man, you're getting warm
The room was somewhere without me
And she as she read my palm

sing me, don't sing me, don't sing me
No more gypsy love
Don't me, don't sing me, don't sing me
No more love songs
stir it up again

Stillborn love, dreams, pitiful greed
And the tongues of the tinker girls
Who throw their of life at you
But know how to read

She was third Transylvanian
I was the son of a seventh son
I begged the band play that tune
don't beguine the begun

When I awoke, cut and run
She stole my and my change
a horseshoe and a note on the bed
And all it said

Don't sing me, don't sing me, sing me
No more gypsy songs
Don't sing me, don't sing me, sing me
No more love songs
Don't it up again