Aerosmith
Gypsy Boots
Written by - Aerosmith
From - Done With Mirrors
Gypsy, gypsy
Dancin' feet
Gypsy, gypsy
Bittersweet...
Screamer, dreamer, disarray...
Gypsy, gypsy
Why don't you fly away?

No good, papa's no good, sister's no good and that's a drag...
Sometimes you feel like your heads on the ceiling
When you scream your mama rag
When your daddy come home with an old soup bone
And take all your money away
And your mama's in the kitchen on the phone she be bitchin'
And your girlfriend who called to say

Gypsy, gypsy
Dancin' feet
Gypsy, gypsy
Bittersweet...
Screamer, dreamer, disarray...
Gypsy, gypsy
Why don't you fly away?

High school lover with ya cops undercover gettin high tryin' Lebanese
Hey mama choose that you all been through it all
Right between your knees
Hair case, shotgun, rock on, chewin' gum, take it to the dance tonight...
Your lovely child with a wild child smile
And you don't care wrong from right

Gypsy, gypsy
Dancin' feet
Gypsy, gypsy
Bittersweet...
Screamer, dreamer, disarray...
Gypsy, gypsy
Why don't you fly away?

Nobody but nobody baby rockin' my socks off
Rock, rock, rockin' I'll be rockin'
I'll be gettin' my rocks off
Nobody but nobody shootin' never get a shot off

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Corrections by - aerohead
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