| You know the gypsy woman told me
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| That you your mother’s bad-luck child
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| You know the gypsy woman told me
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| That you your mother’s bad-luck child
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| Well, you’re having a good time now
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| But that’ll be trouble after while
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| Well, you know I went to a gypsy woman
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| To have my fortune told
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| Say, «You better go back home son
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| And peep through your, your key hole»
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| You know the gypsy woman told me
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| That you your mother’s bad-luck child
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| Well, you’re having a good time now
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| But that’ll be trouble after while
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| Well, now, you know I went back home
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| I took the gypsy woman as she said
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| I peeped through my key hole
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| There was another man laying in my bed
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| You know the gypsy woman told me
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| That you your mother’s bad-luck child
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| Well, you’re having a good time now
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| But that’ll be trouble after while |