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tiMama kin. arAerosmith. alDevil'S Got A New Disguise The Very Best Of Aerosmith. t_time(0426). mama kin - Aerosmith. It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy. Tell ya, honey, how I feel. I've been
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I've heard about guys that go off the deep end. Slap out of their minds, and sometimes they dive in. To whiskey and women and all sorts of sinnin'. Over a thing like a heartache. Well, mine's brok
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. . I hit the highway in a pink rv with stars on the ceiling. Lived like a gypsy. Six strong hands on the steering wheel. . I've been a long time gone now. Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle
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. . An unexpected passenger. Boarded in Marseilles. An angel full of tenderness. She gave her heart away. She was but a gypsy. He was just a stray. They almost made a miracle but it slowly slipped
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with your gypsy band. You're hot on your music and playin' a winning hand. You were standin' in the line, thinkin' how you moved his mind. And feeling like he held you in his hand And you're hot on
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. So tell me baby. What you're wantin' me to do. Givin' my love to you. Mama don't you know. Now you're livin' like a runaway. Sunday dawn you met a Gypsy woman. On a road to Tennessee. She told
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. She called from a truck stop . In Tucson Arizona . With amazing grace . We made California line . And then my gypsy life . Started takin' it's toll . And the fast lane got empty . And out of control
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When you look into my eyes. And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul. It always comes as a surprise. When I feel my withered roots begin to grow. . Well I never had a place. That I could call my
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paths through the walls that shelter the soul. . . But no longer gypsy lie sadness unending. Her eyes they lay hollow and her face petrified. The sun will go laughin' and others condemn him. But who
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When you look into my eyes. And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul. It always comes as a surprise. When I feel my withered roots begin to grow. . Well I never had a place. That I could call my
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tiMama kin. arAerosmith. alDevil'S Got A New Disguise The Very Best Of Aerosmith. t_time(0426). mama kin - Aerosmith. It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy. Tell ya, honey, how I feel. I've been
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buy. . Men have lied. Many good girls have gone astray. Just to hear the gypsy play. One more lilting cowboy tune. And as the rivers run dry. And the mountains blow away. They sing of lovers and
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. Fighting the fire with your bare hands Now my journey takes me further south. I want to hear what the blind men sing. With their fossils and their gypsy bones. I'll stand beside myself so I'm not alone
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stripped and kneeled. Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field. A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring said,. " son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing
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My name is Jan the gypsy I travel the land. There are no chains about me I am, me own man. I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise. Of the places I have been, oh, and they
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stripped and kneeled. Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field. A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring said,. " son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing
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. . I hit the highway in a pink rv with stars on the ceiling. Lived like a gypsy. Six strong hands on the steering wheel. . I've been a long time gone now. Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle
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world. He wore an earring in his left ear. You see, his father, he was a gypsy You just might meet him upon the highway. Pretty fine dancer too. But he'd leave you blue, he'd leave you. He'd leave
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When you look into my eyes. And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul. It always comes as a surprise. When I feel my withered roots begin to grow. . Well I never had a place. That I could call my
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When you look into my eyes. And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul. It always comes as a surprise. When I feel my withered roots begin to grow. . Well I never had a place. That I could call my
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When you look into my eyes. And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul. It always comes as a surprise. When I feel my withered roots begin to grow. . Well I never had a place. That I could call my
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My name is jan the gypsy. I travel the land. There are no chains about me. I am me own man. I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise. Of the places I have been, oh,. And
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I said that I loved you more, while we were sitting in bed. Tell me why did you leave, was it me or something that I said. Was it something that I said. Gypsy, taxi, solo in the back seat, roll baby
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left ear. You see his father he was a gypsy. . You just might meet him upon the highway. Pretty fine dancer too. But he's leave you blue, he'd leave. He'd leave you woman
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wind. She grew up int the country. You could see it in her innocent grin. . Run Preciosa, Run for love. The olive trees need rain. Memories of your gypsy past. Still ride on the midnight train
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. There's no one else to rescue me but you. I'm a lost refugee, old flying gypsy dancer. I got to save myself for me. But I'm gonna save myself for you. I always do. Break me, so I'm no longer. Build me, so I
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left ear. You see his father he was a gypsy. . You just might meet him upon the highway. Pretty fine dancer too. But he's leave you blue, he'd leave. He'd leave you woman
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buy. . Men have lied. Many good girls have gone astray. Just to hear the gypsy play. One more lilting cowboy tune. And as the rivers run dry. And the mountains blow away. They sing of lovers and
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My name is jan the gypsy. I travel the land. There are no chains about me. I am me own man. I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise. Of the places I have been, oh,. And
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listen. . What's the story,. I wish I'd been a minstrel,. Just think of all the maidens I could call,. Oh-I wish I'd been a gypsy,. Then maybe I could read the crystal ball,. 'Cause surrounded by
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wind. She grew up int the country. You could see it in her innocent grin. . Run Preciosa, Run for love. The olive trees need rain. Memories of your gypsy past. Still ride on the midnight train
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blues walk in. And sleepless nights. No gypsy violins. No starry flights. . Just broken dreams for me. Of fading memories. And now to love that once was mine. Goodbye. . Just broken dreams for
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Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you!. Embrace me, you irreplaceable you!. Just one look at you. My heart grew tipsy in me,. You and you alone. Bring out the Gypsy in me!. I love all, the many
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Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you!. Embrace me, you irreplaceable you! Just one look at you. My heart grew tipsy in me,. You and you alone. Bring out the gypsy in me! I love all, the many
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Went down to the local gypsy. And I handed her the same line. You know what I want from you. So honey won't ya gimme number nine. 'Cause you know lately I ain't feelin' so great. Last time she
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you all out to where the gypsy angels go. They're build like light. And they dance like spirits in the night (all night), in the night (all night). Oh, you don't know what they can do to you
