VI
Look to the city the smoke stacks grow higher
They steam and the scream
Like a woman's desire
Boys watch your backs when she's out on the prowl
She a devil on her back
in the midnight hour
Chorus
She's a gypsy
in the alley
She's a thief
of the heart
She'll steal you away boy
And You'll never come back
VII
Look to the hills
Or wherever she roams
She's got mischief in her eyes
and a heart made of stone
She'll snare you with her stare
And never let go
She's a lady in red
sitting high on her throne
Chorus
She's a gypsy
in the alley
She's a thief
of the heart
She'll steal you away boy
And You'll never come back
down, down, down they go
round, round, and far from home
gone with the wind till she grabs you back again
VIII
A witch! they screamed
As they lit her on fire
she came to an untimely death
on a funeral pyre
they set her out to the sea
with the lovers she took
though good men they be
fell into the trap
of a woman's desire
and you'll never come back
no you'll never come back
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Submission Name: smokestacks and mishaps (finished)
