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Django Reinhardt was a gypsy.
Django Reinhardt caught on fire.
Django Reinhardt was a gypsy.
Woah oh oh. Woah oh oh oh oh.
Bellaâs in the bedroom wrapped in blankets.
Bellaâs in the bedroom sound asleep.
Celluloid flowers on the floor and carpet wrapped in paper blue and green.
And my friends pulled me out of the flames and shouts.
Bella you break my heart.
Hey! Wait Iâm so sorry.
Bella baby, you know I canât think straight when itâs this late.
Bella baby, Iâm so sorry.
Then the war came and Naziâs murdered everything but Doktor Jazz swears heâll let me live if I learn to play again.
Oh Paris! Oh Paris! I long to walk your streets again; dead or alive.
Hey! Wait Iâm so sorry.
Bella baby, you know I canât think straight when itâs this late.
Bella baby, Iâm so sorry.
Friends pulled me out of the flames and shouts.
Bella you break my heart.
And then the Naziâs came and outlawed everything even dancing and I just couldnât handle it. I think Iâll blow my brains to bits
- Álbum:
- Vices & Virtues