Lyrics:
And it made me so hard
It's me
Gypsy
When I was a friend
Than I got fake smiles
'cause they were never honest
when I was in trouble
there were
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
the water
But the stillness that's surrounding me only makes
this restlessness grow stronger
Cause God gave me a gypsy soul, then sent me
down below him just
I was only seventeen
I fell in love with a gypsy queen
She told me, "hold on"
Her father was the leading man
Said "you're not welcome on our
on
A gypsy's way is what the choose
Not for all but a chosen few
They sacrifice a normal life
To tour the world with no end in sight
They live their life to keep
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
You got a boy child's coming
Gonna be a son of a gun
Make all your pretty women
Jump and shout
Whole
got my mojo workin
Just won't work on you
Real gypsy woman givin' me advice
Real gypsy woman givin' me advice
Whole lotta tricks
Keeping her on ice
Mojo
said, deedlee-dum, deedlee-dee
Then when I came home that night to lie in bed awake
I thought of that old gypsy and the words that she had said
And now
Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver's head in the gypsy
When I approach rappers be takin' notes (uh-huh)
I drop like I shoulda invented
years
So I've decided to do it musically"
Seems like only yesterday
I left my mind behind
Down in the gypsy café
With a friend of a friend of mine
Roll and rattle
When I'm out of steam
You got my head ringing like a tambourine
You're a spinning-round gypsy in the moonlight
Cymbals flashing in
I'll just hold on
I'll just hold on
I'll just hold on
Until you're gone
Girl I know you're a gypsy soul
And I'm just a stop along your road
Bring out the gypsy in me!
I love all, the many charms about you!
Above all, I want my arms about you!
Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa,
And there's a gypsy in me that keeps on roaming
And there's a an anger as I get closer to the truth
But there's a time to dance
Time to laugh
Time to cry
out the Gypsy in me
I love all the many charms about you
Above all, I want my arms about you
Don't be a naughty baby
Come to mama, come to mama
where we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they
And in your lonely flight
Haven't you heard the music in the night?
Wonderful music, faint as a will o' the wisp
Crazy as a loon, sad as a gypsy
the gypsy
When I approach rappers be takin' notes
Drop like I shoulda invented the rain coat
Absolute I love to burn to the root
I keep coming till
on
Yeah!
I bet it's warm in California
I think it's time to hit the road
I just might call that plain of gypsies
Whose searching for our pot of gold
Gypsy, has eyes that hide the secrets no one sees
Easy, you smile until she brings you to your knees
Stick around 'til you get the truth
Taste
the wheels singing "westward ho"
Right from the day I heard them start
'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico
I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart
To spend one night with you in our old rendezvous,
And reminisce with you that's my desire.
To meet where gypsies play, down in that dim cafe,
And taking my gypsy before she's begun
Just singing and a dreaming of what's in my mind
Before I can take home what's rightfully mine
Joinin'
on, yeah
I'll bet it's warm in California
I think it's time to hit the road
I just might call that band of gypsies
Go searching for our pot
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