little money
goin' 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
i'll take my chances. i just ain't near as sharp
as the day i was made. i said look out. there goes another. well
they're gypsies. i drink to
just one more
man
then i'm goin' home. no
pal
we're just as crazy as the others. one more well
gypsy who lives alone.