She was straight from Hell
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But you never could tell
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Cause you were blinded by her light
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She could crack your brain
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With magic pain
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And turn a paler shade of white
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(Well) I was on the free
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Just me and me
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And just about to sail
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When I heard the voice
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Said you got a choice
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The hammer or the nail
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You'll be ridin'
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You'll be ridin' on the gypsy
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Well I rolled the bones
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To see who'd own
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My mind and what's within
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And it's a given rule
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That we're all fools
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And need to have a little sin
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So I'm ridin'
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I've been ridin' on the gypsy
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On the gypsy queen
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She was straight from Hell
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But you never could tell
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Cause you were blinded by the light
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So she cracked my brain
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With magic pain
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And turned my left around to right, right
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So I'm ridin'
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Yes I'm ridin'
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I'm still ridin' on the gypsy
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On the gypsy queen
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Gypsy
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| Dio |
