| I went on down to Bourbon Street
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| I had a few dollars to spend
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| I saw this young girl looking at me
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| She was whispering to her friend
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| She said, my oh my mister mister
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| Won’t you get me out of here
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| I’ve been waiting for my sister
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| But, she’s lost her way I fear
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| I search up, I search down, and around the block
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| She’s not there at all
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| I give up, she’s not down, so we ran we walked
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| I followed her into a wall
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| Yeah, her friends kicked in my jaw
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| And I swear they ran away with it all
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| Yeah, her friends kicked in my jaw
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| And I swear they ran away with it all
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| I went back down to Bourbon Street
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| As soon as I could speak again
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| To look for the girl that cheated me
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| And all of her stupid friends
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| I said wait until I find them
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| And bring my wrath down hard
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| Get back all my money
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| And my plastic credit cards
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| I search up, I search down, and around the block
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| They’re nowhere to be found
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| They went up and back down and around I walked
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| And pummeled them to the ground
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| Look who’s laughing now
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| As I pummeled them to the ground
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| I Said look who’s laughing now
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| As I pummeled them to the ground
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| I made away with their sneakers
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| Ohhh oh oh
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| Nike and Jordans are keepers
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| Shit even their jackets will keep me warm
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| But, I bet you won’t catch them on the Boulevard, no more
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Ohh Oh Oh, Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Gypsys on the boulevard
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| Gypsys on the boulevard |