Wild-Eyed Gypsies
John Hiatt
Little money, goin' down to Mexico
Take up with some crazy Spanish Lady
Listen to the old wind blow
She got earrings and she dances
I'm an old rusty razor blade
I'll take my chances
I just ain't near as sharp
As the day I was made
I said, "Look out there goes another"
Well, they're gypsies
I drink to?
Just one more, man, then I'm goin' home
No, Pal, we're just as crazy as the others
One more well ?
Gypsy who lives alone
I said, "Look out there goes another"
Well, they're gypsies
I said, "Look out there goes another"
Well, they're gypsies
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