| Gaze in your crystal ball, tell me what you see
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| Be straight and tell it all, is the hope for me
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| Now lady read my palm, and my old tea cup
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| I’m going to chance my arm
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| On things looking, looking good yeah
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Everything will be alright
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Is the future bright
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| I’m tired of being dumb, chance my shattered heart
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| Changes will go and come, of that there ain’t no doubt
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| So don’t you sympathise, let me know my fate
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| I want the truth no lies
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| For it’s getting, getting late now
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Everything will be alright
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Is the future bright
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| All that I’ve waited to hear, could mean such a lot to me
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| Maybe a miracle’s here, I’ll just have to wait and see
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Everything will be alright
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Is the future bright, bri-igh-igh-ight
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Everything will be alright
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| Gypsy Rose Lee can you tell me
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| Is the future bright |