Hazel, the gypsy
And I, we go walking
Eyes perfectly matching
Despite our different takes
Had no shoes
Just bruises and opinions on
Living it up neck and neck
On simplicity stakes
Why didn't I ask her
Where she came from
Got her name from?
Oh, it wasn't a tactic
Why didn't she jinx me
Like a Gypsy Rose Lee should?
Oh, maybe she was distracted
Oh, she wasn't a bad kid
Summer in the valley
On the hot stone alley that
Cut a hole through the house
From the front to the back
Little did I know
Who was coming over
To the place with the gate
That welcomed Hazel Black
Why didn't I ask her
Where she came from
Got her name from?
Oh, it wasn't a tactic
Why didn't she jinx me
Like a Gypsy Rose Lee should?
Oh, maybe she was distracted
Why didn't I ask her
Where she came from
Got her name from?
Oh, she wasn't a tactic
Why didn't she jinx me
Like a Gypsy Rose Lee should?
Oh, maybe she was distracted
Yeah
Why didn't I ask her
Where she came from
Got her name from?
Oh, maybe she was distracted
Oh, Hazel Black
She was Hazel Black
Hazel Black
Writer(s): Katie Victoria Tunstall, Neil Mullane Finn
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