A flea shine shoeshine man of fifteen Brings the house in with a smile All twelve teeth tell myriad stories One upon one and one The breath in his hand waving Drives the gypsy woman mad She loves him anyway Has told him so a thousand times or more She

Gimme, gimme, gimme, the honky tonk blues I met a gypsy barroom queen in Memphis An' on the street the summer sun did shine The sweetest rose that ever grow in Memphis I just can't seem to drink her off-a my mind She's a honky tonk woman (yeah) Give me,

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

Everybody knows I'm here I know I'm here And I'm the hoochie-coochie man Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun Gonna make these pretty women jump and shout And the world will only know a-what

I don't wanna be alone forever A gypsy, a gypsy, a gypsy I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm But I can be tonight But I love gypsy life 'Cause I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm A gypsy, a gypsy, a gypsy I'm Sometimes a story has no end Sometimes I think that we could just be friends

Tell me, gypsy, can you see me In your crystal ball I'm asking you what can I do My back's against the wall And I can't hold on much longer So I've come to you my friend For now my life seems at an end I came to see you once before One hundred years ago

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

A Merle or a Willie If not for a Django and Jimmie The Django and Jimmie Has Mississippi A young singing brakeman A jazz playing gypsy Might not have been I'm a kid with a guitar Trying to play ?, when they ask

And it all comes down to you You see your gypsy She was just a wish So I'm back to the velvet underground Back to the floor that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy that I was Well, you know that it

Bye-bye, girl There’s a road I gotta find Called the gypsy life I miss that life Like a good old friend Until I’m back again There’s a dream that’s still alive It will take some time A long, long time