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Well I got me a southern lady. She's my gypsy belle from Tennessee. She's got long dark hair and skinny legs. Lord she sets my spirit free.
Well she knows I like that good ol' whiskey, and she knows what I'm lookin' for. She's the finest lookin' little lady. Well a man could never wish for more.
Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me.
Yes I know I ain't got much money, but she makes me feel rich at heart. Living with this kind o' lady make any man reach the top.
Yes I know it ain't comin' easy Lord I ask "Who's to tell"? If I ever make a lot o' money, well I'd give it to my Gypsy Belle.
Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me.
Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me.
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Natasha Thomas : It's over
Can you tell me your secrets?
Then I tell you mine
Show me that you still love me
Then I show real love
Refrain:
What kind of love have you got?
You should be home, but you're not
I don't want to believe
that it's over now -
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I could be wrong but I'm not
And you still think you are hot
I don't want to believe
that it's over now
You're walking the wire
Looking for a love in between
But you don't have desire
Do you know what I mean?
Uh Baby
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Refrain:
What kind of love have you got
You should be home but you're not
I don't wanna believe that it's over now
I could be wrong but I'm not
And you still think you're on heart
I dont wanna believe that it's over now
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