Dave Stewart - The Gypsy Girl And Me

Oh we were playing in the Roman ruins
In the town of Arles
She said “Parlez-vous Francais?”
I said “Oui, je parle”
She asked me for some cigarettes
I gave her my per diem
Well then she bought a pack of Gauloises
And we headed to the Coliseum
Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oooh, gypsy girl

Well the night was hot and dangerous
Like a forest fire
The stage was lit in blood red lights
The band sang like a choir
Then later on we all hung out
At Van Gogh’s Cafe De Nuit
Well we drank ‘til no one was left
Just a gypsy girl and me

Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oooh, gypsy girl and me

She didn’t speak a word of English
Not even yes or no
But she followed me to the Grand Hotel
Hand in hand real slow
She kissed me with her eyes tight shut
I couldn’t help but stare
Because her face was like a Renoir
She even had red hair

Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oooh, gypsy girl and me

Well we stayed in each other’s arms
Tumblin’ through the night
Her delicate skin like porcelain
Lit by the pale moonlight
We made love in every way
Yes we set each other free
Well we didn’t stop ‘til the morning come
The gypsy girl and m

Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oh gypsy girl (ooh ooh)
Oooh, gypsy girl and me

Then I told her that I had to leave
We were playing in Marseille
She smiled and kissed me once Then she said “Aley”
I lay by the window
Trying to catch some air
The room was thick with sparkling dust
From the village square
The sun was slowly rising
Casting shadows from the trees
I could hear the cowboys talking
About the gypsy girl and me

She brought a friend to see the show
She was a gypsy too
We laughed together all night long
She showed me her tattoo
It covered her from head to toe
In religious imagery
And on her back in an angel’s arms
Was the gypsy girl and me