| Broke my heart on the road
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| Spent the weekend sewing the pieces back on
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| Crayons and dolls pass me by
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| Walking gets too boring when you learn how to fly
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| Not the homecoming kind
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| Take the top off and who knows what you might find
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| Won’t confess all my sins
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| You can bet all trying but you can’t always win
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| 'Cause I’m a gypsy
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| Are you coming with me?
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| I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me
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| Never made agreements
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| Just like a gypsy
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| And I won’t back down 'cause life’s already bit me
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| And I won’t cry
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| I’m too young to die
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| If you’re gonna quit me
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| 'Cause I’m a gypsy
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| ('Cause I’m a gypsy)
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| I can’t hide what I’ve done
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| Scars remind me of just how far that I’ve come
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| To whom it may concern
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| Only run with scissors when you want to get hurt
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| 'Cause I’m a gypsy
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| Are you coming with me?
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| I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me
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| I don’t make agreements
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| Just like a gypsy
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| And I won’t back down 'cause life’s already bit me
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| And I won’t cry
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| I’m too young to die
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| If you’re gonna quit me
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| 'Cause I’m a gypsy
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| And I say
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| «Hey, you! |
| You’re no fool if you say 'No'»
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| Ain’t it just the way life goes?
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| People fear what they don’t know
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| Come along for the ride (oh, yeah)
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| Come along for the ride (ooh)
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| 'Cause I’m a gypsy
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| Are you coming with me?
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| I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me
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| Never made agreements
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| Just like a gypsy
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| And I won’t back down 'cause life’s already bit me
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| And I won’t cry
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| I’m too young to die
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| If you’re gonna quit me
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| 'Cause I’m a gypsy |