| I’ve been a gypsy for a thousand years
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| A victim of circumstance
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| I go wherever my destiny calls
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| I’m caught in a game of chance
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| I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| I wanna get inside
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| I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| Just trying to get inside
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| No fame or fortune, no luck of the draw
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| When I dance with queen of hearts
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| A jack of all trades but a loser in love
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| It’s tearing my soul apart
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| Still I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| I wanna get inside
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| (I'm on the outside, looking in)
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| I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| Just trying to get inside
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| (I'm on the outside, looking in)
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| The jack of diamonds an' the ace of spades
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| Try to use me, and to abuse me
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| It seems the dealer, won’t give me a chance
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| I’m victim of circumstance
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| So I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| I wanna get inside
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| (I'm on the outside, looking in)
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| So I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| Just trying to get inside
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| (I'm on the outside, looking in)
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| So I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| I wanna get inside
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| (I'm on the outside, looking in)
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| So I stand on the outside, looking at love
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| Just trying to get inside
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| (I'm on the outside, looking in) |