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
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