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Broke my heart down the road
Spend the weekend
Sewing the pieces back on
Crayons and dolls pass me by
Walking gets too boring
When you learn how to fly
Not the homecoming kind
Take the top off
And who knows what you might find
Won't confess all my sins
You can bet all try it
But you can't always win
'Cause I'm a gypsy
Are you coming with me?
