Gypsy Woman (Sub City Studio Sessions Acoustic)
I bet she took my soul, but I didn't know.
That gypsy woman's got me under control.
She feat me lies. And a cast of spells.
That gypsy woman's really ringing my bells.
And to hell, I will go,
and I can ride on Saintin's door.
Heavens no this ain't it.
Honey I won't beg I'll just take it quick.
She took me down to my knees and now she's got me praying.
Save me, she's a liar!
I can't seem to untie the rope.
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
I can feel the hole that she left,
gypsy woman's rob me of my best.
She said she couldn't say,
gypsy woman wore black on her wedding day.
And to hell, I will go,
and I can ride on Saintin's door.
Heavens no this ain't it.
Honey I won't beg I'll just take it quick.
She took me down to my knees and now she's got me praying.
Save me, she's a liar!
I can't seem to untie the rope.
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
And I don't need what you give me
so gypsy woman stay the hell away from me.
Cause I don't need what you give me
so gypsy woman stay the hell away from me.
Cause I don't need what you give me
so gypsy woman stay the fuck away from me.
(Baby yeah) save me, she's a liar.
I can't seem to untie the rope,
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
Yeah she's a liar.
And I can't untie the rope,
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
That gypsy woman's got me under control.
She feat me lies. And a cast of spells.
That gypsy woman's really ringing my bells.
And to hell, I will go,
and I can ride on Saintin's door.
Heavens no this ain't it.
Honey I won't beg I'll just take it quick.
She took me down to my knees and now she's got me praying.
Save me, she's a liar!
I can't seem to untie the rope.
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
I can feel the hole that she left,
gypsy woman's rob me of my best.
She said she couldn't say,
gypsy woman wore black on her wedding day.
And to hell, I will go,
and I can ride on Saintin's door.
Heavens no this ain't it.
Honey I won't beg I'll just take it quick.
She took me down to my knees and now she's got me praying.
Save me, she's a liar!
I can't seem to untie the rope.
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
And I don't need what you give me
so gypsy woman stay the hell away from me.
Cause I don't need what you give me
so gypsy woman stay the hell away from me.
Cause I don't need what you give me
so gypsy woman stay the fuck away from me.
(Baby yeah) save me, she's a liar.
I can't seem to untie the rope,
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
Yeah she's a liar.
And I can't untie the rope,
She's got wrapped around her feet.
I think I lost the last beat! My self control.
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Joseph Green, Michael Hahn Kitlas, Gregory Robert Garrity, Rudolph Slade Echeverria, Adam Philip Juwig
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