Walking all alone in the dead end, the gypsy wants us all around, yeah
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I took your fare, I paid your party
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There¡¯s a hell to spent above these clowns, oh hey hey
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And nobody knows where we¡¯re going too far
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Something for sure or we got it booted, oh hey!
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Down to the tough sweet mountain, yeah
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There¡¯s a psychic woman under in Old North
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Do y¡¯all wanna set this speed off, baby?
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I persuade you don¡¯t I have my fill? Oh hey hey
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And nobody knows where we¡¯re going too far, yeah
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Something was sure or we gotta do, oh hey!
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Maybe we got no direction. Said we got no place to go, no no.
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She shoved all our batch end; am I just a big wad blow? Yeah yeah
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Gypsy woman¡¯s passion, said I¡¯m not gon¡¯ let you go
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What¡¯d I say, anyway, let¡¯s get on with it!
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Watch out!
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Now the queens they¡¯re humping back
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And we made it on our train, heading south down the tracks
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She comes to me however that you¡¯ll see (?)
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Our only self is a gypsy need, yeah
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And nobody knows where we¡¯re going too far, yeah
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Something for sure or we gotta do, oh hey! Hell, fucking great!
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We got no direction. Said we got no place to go, no no.
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She shoved all our batch end; am I just a big wad blow? Yeah yeah
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Gypsy woman¡¯s passion, said I¡¯m not gon¡¯ let you go
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What¡¯d I say, anyway, let¡¯s take it on home, yeah!
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Submitted by Michael Hack
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Gypsy Woman's Passion
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| Reo Speedwagon |
