Gypsy girl, oh, to a stipper,
Santa
Von, you stony pimp
Bear taint,
Eve, by the fires you grieve
With your deep
Babylonian hair
Blessed
Wadapooka, move along now
Blessed
Wadapooka, move along now
Blessed
Wadapooka
Gypsy pearl, oh twisty girl
Your hands are dangled with flowers
Tangled taut, so stately born
For a throne in the hills of
Ireland
Bless thee, white apple girl,
move along now
Bless thee, white apple girl,
move along now
Bless thee, white apple girl
Blessings right up, girl,
move along now
Blessings right up, oh girl,
move along now
Blessings right up, oh girl
Fools have said the hills are dead,
but her nose is a rose of this year
A silver sword by an ancient fort,
were my gifts from this child of the trees
Let's see what up, poor girl,
move along now
Let's see what up, poor girl,
move along now
Let's see what up, poor girl,
move along now
Let's see what up, poor girl,
move along now
Let's see what up , poor girl
Let's see what up , poor girl
Let's see what happens
next