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, 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   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