| Operator, I’m looking for a girl
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| You’ve got to help me get through
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| I don’t know much about her
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| So I’m relying on you
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| She got rhythm but no sense of timing
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| She likes living but she’s got no address
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| Operator, you’ve got to get me out of this mess
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| Let me tell you about her
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| She hasn’t got a face
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| She hasn’t got a name
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| She hasn’t got a leg to stand upon
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| She’s out of touch but not out of mind
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| And I’ve got to see again that gypsy child
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| Operator, this is the call of the wild
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| She’s a hitch-hiker, never gets a ride
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| But you can bet she’s on time
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| She’s always around but so hard to find
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| She causes trouble, she never takes offense
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| Dirty mind a heart of gold
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| Operator don’t, don’t you put me on hold, no
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| She hasn’t got a face
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| She hasn’t got a name
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| She hasn’t got a leg to stand upon
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| She’s out of touch but not out of mind
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| And I’ve got to see again that gypsy child
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| Operator, this is the call of the wild
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| She hasn’t got a face
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| She hasn’t got a name
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| She hasn’t got a leg to stand upon
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| She’s out of touch but not out of mind
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| And I’ve got to see again that gypsy child
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| Operator, this is the call of the wild
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| She hasn’t got a face
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| She hasn’t got a name
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| She hasn’t got a leg to stand upon
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| She’s out of touch, not out of mind
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| She hasn’t got a face
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| She hasn’t got a name |