Intro: E - Ab - A - B A - E - B Verse: E Psychedelic invocations Ab A Of Mata Hari at the station B I give to you A A Java princess of Hindu Birth E
A woman of flesh a child of earth B I give to you E The hanging gardens of Babylon Ab A Miles Davis the black unicorn B I give to you A The Palaces of Montezuma E And the Gardens of Akbar's tomb B I give to you E The spider Goddess and the Needle Boy Ab A The slave-dwarves they employ B I give to you A A custard-coloured super-dream E Of Ali McGraw and Steve McQueen B I give to you Chorus: A E B C'mon baby, let's get out of the cold A E B And give me, give me, give me your precious love for me to hold Verse: The epic of Gilgamesh A pretty little black A-line dress I give to you The spinal cord of JFK Wrapped in Marilyn Monroe's negligee I give to you I want nothing in return Just the softest little breathless word I ask of you A word contained in a grain of sand That can barely walk can't even stand I ask of you Chorus: Oh c'mon baby, let's get out of the cold And gimme gimme gimme your precious love for me to hold C'mon baby come out of the cold