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As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square Not a chill to the Winter but a nip to the air From the other direction, she was calling my eye It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes And I knew, without askin', she was into the blues She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls
In the thick of the evening, when the dealing got rough She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff As I picked up my matches and was closing the door I had one of those flashes, I'd been there before, I'd been there before
Well, I ain't always right, but I've never been wrong Seldom turns out the way it does in a song Once in a while, you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Well, there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by
Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea For Two" The sky was yellow, and the Sun was blue Strangers stoppin' strangers, just to shake their hand Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band
