Ten years
before my time
I sang a song
to a friend of mine
About a girl
working for a dime
I didn't know
the gypsy girl
but I knew about
her kind of thrill
Her love was cheap
and always
up for sale
Ooh picture this
I was alone...
When I fell in love
I was alone...
with my gypsy girl
Gypsy lady lost her soul
and she's so scared
of growing old
but word's don't age
for me they turn to gold
Gypsy girl with raven hair
hold my hand up
in the air
she's the one that
never seemed to care
Ooh picture this
I'm not alone
when I sing your song
I'm not alone
with my gypsy girl
With my gypsy girl
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Ooh picture this
I'm not alone...
When I sing your song
I'm not alone...
with my gypsy girl
My gypsy girl