| So I’m back… to the velvet underground
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| Back to the floor… that I love
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| To a room with some lace and paper flowers
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| Back to the gypsy… that I was… to the gypsy… that I was…
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| And so it all comes down to you
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| Well you know that it does, well…
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| Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
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| Oh… and it lights up the night
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| And you see your gypsy…
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| You see your gypsy…
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| To the gypsy… that remains…
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| Faces freedom… with a little fear…
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| I have no fear… I have only love
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| and if I was a child… and the child was enough…
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| Enough for me to love…
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| Enough to love…
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| She is dancing… away from you now
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| She was just a wish… she was just a wish
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| And her memory is all that is left for you now
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| You see your gypsy…
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| You see your gypsy…
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| Lightning strikes… maybe once… maybe twice
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| (And it all comes down to you…)
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| Well it all comes down to you
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| (Lightning strikes… maybe once… maybe twice)
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| Oh…
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| And I still see you bright eyes… I've always loved you…
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| And it all comes down to you |