Gypsy 83 Page #3

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Her eyes get dry and cloudy

Then the rain begins to fall

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter

Love is gone, what can matter

When no lover comes to call?

When Sunny gets blue

She breathes a sigh

of sadness

Like the wind

that stirs the trees

Wind that sets leaves a-swaying

Like some violins are playing

Weird and lonesome melodies

People used to love

To see her smile and laugh

Thats how she got her name

Since that sad affair

She lost her smile

and changed her style

Somehow shes not the same

But memories will fade

Pretty dreams will rise up

Where the other dreams

fell through

Hurry, new love, hurry here

Kiss away each lonely tear

And hold her near when Sunny

Gets blue

Thank you so much.

Shes a genius.

l think lm in love with her.

How are you feeling tonight?

My name is Bambi LeBleau...

and lm delighted

to be your hostess...

for an evening

of karaoke in Maryland.

But if youre feeling

kind of shy tonight...

by all means...

have another cocktail.

And our first request is...

Sigma Alpha Sigma.

Hello. My name is Troy.

Were passing through

from Ohio State University.

Were training this years

banner crop of pledges...

who will now entertain

you fine folks with a song.

Enter, b*tches.

lm too sexy for my shirt

Too sexy for my shirt

Too sexy it hurts

lm too sexy for Milan

What some people will do

to belong.

Troys a little fox,

though, huh?

Theyre not my type.

Ten to one, hes horse-hung.

Did you check out his thumbs?

A dead giveaway.

Like l would care.

l think my dear boy

doth protest too much.

OK, Miss Rock Star,

fill one of those out...

and get your freak ass

up there.

ln this dump? Please.

Do you actually care

what these people think?

Thats a first.

Just consider it a dress

rehearsal for New York.

Left, left, right, left...

Bye, guys.

Next time, bring your togas.

l have to admit to you-all

that l am out of requests.

So l need a volunteer.

Her!

- Yes.

- No.

What are you worried about?

Come on. Do l have to

come on down there...

and drag you up here?

Come on.

Come on.

What are you worried about?

Someones gonna show you up

or something?

Thats right.

Helps you compete, doesnt it?

- lll be back.

- There we go.

Please give a warm welcome

to Gypsy 83.

l can see were thinking

about the same thing and

And l see your expression

when the phone rings

And we both know

Theres something

happening here

Theres no sense in dancing

round the subject

Come on. Come on.

...When its treated

with neglect

So dont turn now

Theres nothing here

for you to fear

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

You can set your secrets

free, baby

Dusty words lying under carpets

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