Lyrics:

You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while



Well, you know I went to a gypsy woman to have my fortune told She say, 'You better go back home son and peep through your, your key hole' You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while



Well, now, you know I went back home, I took the gypsy woman as she said I peeped through my keyhole and there was another man laying in my bed You know the gypsy woman told me that you your mother's bad-luck child



Well, you're having a good time now, but that'll be trouble after while