Hazel Black
Hazel the gypsy and I we went 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