Lyrics:

Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave
'I sold my soul, must be saved
Gonna take a walk down to Union Square
You never know who you're gonna find there'

You gotta run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two
Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you
Tell you whatcha do

Marguerita Passion, I had to get her fixed
She wasn't well, she was getting sick
Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high
Didn't know, thinks she could buy it

And she would run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two
Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you
Tell you whatcha do


Seasick Sarah had a golden nose
Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes
When she turned blue, all the angels screamed
They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene

She had to run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two
Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you
Tell you whatcha do


Beardless Harry, what a waste
Couldn't even get a small-town taste
Rode the trolleys down to 47th
Figured he was good to get himself to heaven

Because he had to run, run, run, run, run, take a drag or two
Run, run, run, run, run, Gypsy death and you
Tell you whatcha do