Ten years before my time
I sang a song to a friend of mine
'bout a girl working for a dime
Although I didn't know that gypsy girl
But knew about her kind of thrill
Her love's not cheap but always up for sale
Picture this, I was alone
But when I sing this song
I'm not alone
With my gypsy girl
Gypsy lady lost her soul
She's so scared of growing old
But words don't age for me to turn to gold
Gypsy girl with raven hair
Eyes like saucers, with a stare
That says she's the one that never seems to care
Picture this, I was alone
But when I sing this song
I'm not alone
With my gypsy girl
Gypsy girl plays it fair
Throws her hand in the air
Saying that she didn't really care
Gypsy Girl Video (MV)
Performed By: Wet Wet Wet
Written by: GRAEME CLARK, GRAEME DUFFIN, MARTI PELLOW, NEIL MITCHELL, TOMMY CUNNINGHAM
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Ten years before my time
I sang a song to a friend of mine
'bout a girl working for a dime
Although I didn't know that gypsy girl
But knew about her kind of thrill
Her love's not cheap but always up for sale
Picture this, I was alone
But when I sing this song
I'm not alone
With my gypsy girl
Gypsy lady lost her soul
She's so scared of growing old
But words don't age for me to turn to gold
Gypsy girl with raven hair
Eyes like saucers, with a stare
That says she's the one that never seems to care
Picture this, I was alone
But when I sing this song
I'm not alone
With my gypsy girl
Gypsy girl plays it fair
Throws her hand in the air
Saying that she didn't really care
I sang a song to a friend of mine
'bout a girl working for a dime
Although I didn't know that gypsy girl
But knew about her kind of thrill
Her love's not cheap but always up for sale
Picture this, I was alone
But when I sing this song
I'm not alone
With my gypsy girl
Gypsy lady lost her soul
She's so scared of growing old
But words don't age for me to turn to gold
Gypsy girl with raven hair
Eyes like saucers, with a stare
That says she's the one that never seems to care
Picture this, I was alone
But when I sing this song
I'm not alone
With my gypsy girl
Gypsy girl plays it fair
Throws her hand in the air
Saying that she didn't really care
Writer: GRAEME CLARK, GRAEME DUFFIN, MARTI PELLOW, NEIL MITCHELL, TOMMY CUNNINGHAM
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC