Tytuł: Gypsy girl

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Ten years before my time,
   I sang a song to a friend of mine,
   ‘Bout a girl working for a dime
  
   Although I didn’t know
   that gypsy girl,
   But knew about her kind of thrill
   Her love’s not cheap but
   always up for sale
  
   Picture this, I was alone
   But when I sing this song,
   I’m not alone,
   With my gypsy girl
  
   Now gypsy lady lost her soul
   And she’s so scared of growing old
   But words don’t age for me to
   turn to gold
  
   Gypsy girl with raven hair
   Eyes like saucers, with a stare
   That says she’s the one that never
   seems to care
  
   Picture this, I was alone
   But when I sing this song,
   I’m not alone,
   With my gypsy girl
  
   Gypsy girl plays it fair
   Throws her hand into the air
   Saying that she didn’t really care.