you rather bring it back Shawty sayin Nyce gimme one more chance I'm like I'm not tryna be you man The things these fellas do for romance You can hate
Romance is gone, he's drifting with the stars The lyric in his pocket, little girl in his heart When you hear his songs on the radio I don't need to
Romance is gone, he's drifting with the stars The lyric in his pocket, little girl in his heart When you hear his songs on the radio I don't need to tell
have no shame, no need to hide Why do you keep on blushin'? Get it on Like a slut she, she must be, kind of tipsy on this crystal like a gypsy Now I
have no shame No need to hide why do you Keep on blushing get it all Like thugsta she she must be Kinda tipsy on this crystal like a gypsy now I got
hips down Gypsy, wasted from the hips down Gypsy, wasted from the hips down Gypsy, wasted from the hips down Gypsy, wasted from the hips down Gypsy, wasted from the hips down Gypsy
Music & lyrics: john popper Come to me madam, come one and all I'll be there to save you from your romancing fall I'll be there to touch you with some
At the gypsy's eye When the moon is high And the mood is right for dancing, romancing While Michael Wails in his baggy tails Makes it all seem so enhancing
I do what I do for the sake of the song Comin' through on the radio it's for you This is proof my own story's a spoof I'll always be a gypsy or forever
singin' at the corner bar And we both felt so romantic We took a walk with the moon down to the train yard Well, it was too much for me My gypsy heart
Her heart has had more knocks Than a gypsy?s tambourine Yet it?s worth more gold Than any man has ever seen And although no one has fallen for her Like
faces And beautiful nails The circus felt just like home The strong man was dancing In the clothes that he borrowed from a girl in the chorus line And the gypsy
At the gypsy's eye When the moon is high And the mood is right for dancing, romancing While Michael Wails In his baggy tails Makes it all seem so enhancing
Here I stand somewhere in between Kings and Queens, knights and glory Flash before my eyes unseen. Laughing and loving and living for summer Dancing romancing
I met a sad old gypsy on the road to Berlin By chance I got to spend a little time with him We shared a few life stories on that dusty old train So I
crescent moons and grassy bends she lays her head to rest she's been in a hundred movies and in six billion dreams taking out wood and wide singing romance
