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Tekstovi: Anarbor. The Words You Don't Swallow. Gypsy Woman.


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.

My Self Control.