| I was a fool I was so much younger then
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| The night she took me by surprise
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| I should have known all the trouble that I’d be in
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| But then she hooked me with those eyes
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| Her drink was gin as she said tonight would never end
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| But her love weighed so heavy on my mind
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| For she was the live-in lover of a drummer I called my friend
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| She weren’t nothing but a gypsy in disguise
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| Gypsy woman how’d you do that to me
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| Gypsy woman stole my heart and then you set me free
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| Gypsy woman how’d you learn to like that
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| Gypsy woman come on back
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| Spending my wages on rose and wine
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| We’d ride the days and we’d dance the nights
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| The things we could do in my old VW
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| The city lights never seemed so bright from the reservoir
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| And my friends they would warn me saying she’s one fickle queen
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| Better get out while the getting is good my friend
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| And besides her old drummer man is looking
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| And he’s so big and bad and mean
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| But what I didn’t know then is what I know too well
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| She played me like a violin
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| So you tell me that you’re leaving me now
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| After all the times that we have been through
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| As your clown how am I gonna ever go home
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| Somebody tell me what am I gonna do
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| And so it goes I lost my pride
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| And I lost my job
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| This gypsy woman took nearly every thing I called my own
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| It was a big surprise
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| So next time she comes dancing prancing through the town
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| Gonna recognize the gypsy
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| I’m gonna recognize the gypsy
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| Gonna recognize the gypsy in disguise |