Every evening, eight o'clock The curtain's up, the band begins to play The mayor's there, his lovely wife's been Squeezed into the fashions of the day You make your entrance on time Decadent, thrilling, divine You're hypnotic, so exotic The audience just sighs and melts away Encore, show us more Sweet Gipsy Rose-a Encore, they shout more Se magnifica Such a pretty face Than of you boding into space So give them more, encore Tre magnifica Twelve o'clock, the stage is bare The curtain's down, the show comes to an end Waiting in the wings, I see the silhouette of him Your current friend Without me, your show wouldn't be Professional right down to a 'T' Yes, I'm the one who pulls the curtain down Yes, I'm the one you'll never see Encore, show them more Sweet Gipsy Rose-a Encore, they shout more Se magnifica Such a pretty face Will send me flying into space So give them more, encore Tre magnifica Without me, your show wouldn't be Professional right down to a 'T' Yes, I'm the one who pulls the curtain down Yes, I'm the one you'll never see Encore, show them more Sweet Gipsy Rose-a Encore, they shout more Se magnifica Such a pretty face Has got me flying up in space So give us more, encore Tre magnifica
