Lyrics:
the wig store
Danced at the Fillmore
I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy & I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own
I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
Take a bus back
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
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,
the cold
The gypsy who begged for your presents
He will laugh in your face when you're old
(Chorus)
Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey
to take a ride on a caravan
Yes, I'd like to ride on a caravan and
Sing with the gypsies
I'd like to live on a commune
Yes, I'd like to live
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 Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man
He is famed to live just like the Gypsy
He's the Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man
Growing and learning and gathering,
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,
lucky?
Meagan's Gypsy eyes
The lyres surround me
Purple drops of rain
The sun shone 'round me
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,
glances touch
You, now you chatter a bit too much
He, like a gypsy, he serenades
You, you grow tipsy, your laugh cascades
And I, in my chair, although I
and the soldiers
And the gypsies groan
It would be like a wonder
And I cannot let it go
Well, I ain't got the blues
But something more slow
Oh yeah, something more
could I melt the heart
Of a wild Irish rose
Well a gypsy she has made of me
A servant of the street
And back to bed I've traveled
To taste a love
of emotions
not ten thousand gypsy-potions
can undo.
Yes, it´s love
Well, of course my view is slanted,
but people do take love for granted.
Sad, but true.
I love you
I love your gypsy hair
And dark brown eyes
Always unprepared
For your pointed replies
Cynical and lean
I lie awake and dream about you
If
children's hair, everywhere I go
In the night time,
In the night time.
Gypsy is the clown of love, I paint his face a smile
Anyone we ever make we always make
Clopin and Gypsies:
Maybe you've heard of a terrible place
Where the soundrels of Paris
Collect in a lair
Maybe you've heard of that mythical place
eyes
Laverne
While gypsy girls
Enchant you with a dance
Everyone
Le Jour D'Amour
Your song is in the air
What magic will you make for us?
What promise
shades of grey, then I guess you could say
That I am waiting for a break in the clouds
Went to go see some gypsy to tell me my future
But she asked for my
and the soldiers
And the gypsies groan
It would be like a wonder
And I cannot let it go
Well, I ain't got the blues
But something more slow
Oh yeah, something more
never follow
No I, I could never follow
I hit the highway in a pink RV with stars on the ceiling
Lived like a gypsy
Six strong hands on the steering
You don't need no gypsy to tell you why
Ya can't let one precious day to slip by
Well, look inside yourself, and if you don't see what you want
Maybe
the dead
Once more we're cheating on the reaper
With all the gypsy in our souls
Cause I know there's a God up in heaven
Who must love rock and roll
around again
Don't turn around your gypsy heart
Don't turn around, don't turn around again
Don't turn around and don't look back
Come on now, love, don't
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