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JERSEY GIPSY

JERSEY GIPSY

Misty boardwalk, cool summer's eve
Danny boy, fast Eddie and me
Danny walks behind, so Eddie couldn't kick his feet, walking on 
We crossed that ghost town street
Adding up the flashing lights and all the noise 
Think is was me that said,
"Carnivals in town boys!"

Hurry hurry, step right up! 
If you've never seen the main attraction
You're in luck!

The first act blows a flaming breath
Behind the accordion sound, faint screams
The bearded lady laughs, she's bursting at the seams!
What's behind that makeshift door?
Fast Eddie was quick to go, I wanted more
Danny boy was still behind
Tight rope walker over head, ever so graceful, ever so blind

Hurry hurry, step right up! 
If you've never seen the main attraction
You're in luck!

Walking in that tent door
Cigarettes strewn over the grassy floor
Gipsy dancing on a stage, strong man grunts with fists of rage
She dances with a magnetic charm
Kicking over a warm beer as she grabs my arm
We danced, well... I mostly stepped on her feet
That dress was torn, far from home, far from neat
I was in love, I must confess
To my first class mess in her second hand dress

Hurry hurry, step right up! 
Amidst all the tricks something's real 
Tonight the caged tiger breaks free
Tonight dreams are true, you and me

Misty boardwalk, cool summer's eve
Danny boy, fast Eddie carny girl and me
Away from the lights we headed home

Tomorrow the boys will have to walk alone

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