John Hiatt. Wild Eyed Gypsy. Zeneszám

Think I'll save up a little money

Go on down to Mexico

Take up with some crazy Spanish Lady

Listen to the old wind blow

She got earrings

And she dances

I'm an old rusty razor blade

Ten to one



I'll take my chances

I just ain't near as sharp

As the day I was made



CHORUS:

I said look out

There goes another

Wild-eyed gypsy



Bartender (??? or Partner ???), serve me up another

Just one more, man

Then I'm goin' home

No, pal

We're just as crazy as all the others

One more wild-eyed gypsy

Who lives alone.



REPEAT CHORUS