I know it's hard to love a gypsy
But don't you worry baby
Because I'll soon be coming home to you
If I got to steal away
Like a thief in the night now baby
It's only, only 'cause I hate to say that long goodbye to you
Oh, I know there ain't nowhere
Could ever compare with the comfort of your big brass bed
But I've got a long road to travel
And only cold hard and stony ground
For this poor boy to rest his weary worried head
I'm like a fish out of water
And I'm drowning on dry land
If I ain't got a reservation ticket baby
Right here right, here in the palm of my hand
I'm your (I'm your) 21st century gypsy singin' lover man
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And when I kiss you goodbye
In the early hours of the morning, baby
When I pack my guitar bag
And head on out the door
I know you know I know you know that I really hate to leave you, baby
But it's that time again and I simply got to go
And when I'm when, I'm gone away for weeks on end baby
In some way out and far-flung foreign land
And the snail seem I'm sailing an ocean or deep down in the jungle baby
Or in a caravan crossing the burning desert sand
I follow a spirit that's been roaming free
Since way, way back when time began
I was a wandering minstrel in my previous life
And I'm your 21st century owe gypsy singin' lover man, ooh
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Lover man
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I'm like a fish out of water
And I'm drowning on dry land
Oh, if I ain't got a reservation ticket baby
Right here (right here) right here (right here) in the palm of my hand
I'm your 21st century gypsy singin' lover man
I'm your 21st century gypsy singin' lover man (lover, lover)
I'm your 21st century gypsy singin' lover man (lover, lover)
I'm your 21st century gypsy singin' lover man