| I think she took my soul but I didn’t know
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| That gypsy woman’s got me under control
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| She fed me lies, yeah, she casts her spells
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| That gypsy woman’s really ringing my bells
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| And to hell I will go, knocking right on Satan’s door
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| Heavens, no, this ain’t it
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| Honey, I won’t beg, I’ll just take it quick
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| She took me to my knees
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| And now she’s got me praying
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| Save me, she’s a liar
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| And I can’t seem to untie
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| The rope she’s got wrapped around her finger
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| Think I lost the last bit of my self control
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| I can feel the hole that she left
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| Gypsy woman robbed me of my best
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| She said she couldn’t say
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| Gypsy woman wore black on our wedding day
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| And to hell I will go, knocking right on Satan’s door
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| Heavens, no, this ain’t it
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| Honey, I won’t beg, I’ll just take it quick
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| She took me to my knees
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| And now she’s got me praying
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| Save me, she’s a liar
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| And I can’t seem to untie
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| The rope she’s got wrapped around her finger
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| Think I lost the last bit of my self control
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| 'Cause I don’t need what you’ve been giving me
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| So, gypsy woman, stay the hell away from me
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| 'Cause I don’t need what you’ve been giving me
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| So, gypsy woman, stay the hell away from me
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| 'Cause I don’t need what you’ve been giving me
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| So, gypsy woman, stay the fuck away from me!
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| (Save me, yeah)
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| Save me, she’s a liar
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| And I can’t seem to untie
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| The rope she’s got wrapped around her finger
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| Think I lost the last bit of my self control
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| Yeah, she’s a liar
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| And I can’t seem to untie the rope
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| She’s got wrapped around her finger
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| I think I lost the last bit of my self control
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| (My self control) |