Workin' boys like a show. They watch me dance. My blues away. . Delicate as a rose. With my raven hair. And fiery eyes. . I don't worry, 'cause I'm a gypsy.
I don't know where I'm goin'. But I got no reason to fear. I'm gonna roll with the changes. I'm gonna play it by ear. . I'm improvisin' as I go along.