NIRVANA

NIRVANA - Gypsies, Tramps & Thieves

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I was born in the wagon of a travelling show<br>My momma used to dance for the money they'd throw<br>Poppa would do whatever he could<br>Preach a little gospel<br>Sell a couple bottles of doctor good<br><br>Gypsies tramps and thieves<br>We'd hear it from the people of the town<br>They'd call us<br>Gypsies tramps and thieves<br>But every night all the men would come around<br>And lay their money down<br><br>Picked up a boy just south of mobile<br>Gave him a ride filled him with a hot meal<br>I was sixteen he was twenty one<br>Rode with us to memphis<br>And poppa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done<br><br>Gypsies tramps and thieves<br>We'd hear it from the people of the town<br>They'd call us<br>Gypsies tramps and thieves<br>But every night all the men would come around<br>And lay their money down<br><br>Yip!<br>Yahoo!<br><br>She was born in the wagon of a travelling show<br>Her momma had to dance for the money they'd throw<br>Grandpa'd do whatever he could<br>Preach a little gospel<br>Sell a couple bottles of doctor good<br><br>Gypsies tramps and thieves<br>We'd hear it from the people of the town<br>They'd call us<br>Gypsies tramps and thieves<br>But every night all the men would come around<br>And lay their money down<br>Blahblahblahblah....<br>Fuck it<br>Fuck it all<br><br>Originally by cher. lyrics contributed by dave labentowicz.

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