May we entertain you? May we see you smile? I will do some kicks I will do some tricks (Sing out, Louise, sing out) I'll tell you a story I'll dance
Have an egg roll, Mr. Goldstone Have a napkin, have a chopstick, have a chair Have a spare rib, Mr. Goldstone Any spare that I can spare, I'll be glad
Here she is, boys Here she is, world Here's Rose Curtain up Light the lights Play it, boys Ya either got it or ya ain't And boys, I got it Ya like it
Funny, you're a stranger who's come here Come from another town Funny, I'm a stranger myself here Small world, isn't it? Funny, you're a man who goes
Some people can get a thrill Knitting sweaters and setting still That's okay for some people Who don't know they're alive Some people can thrive and
Wherever we go, whatever we do We're gonna go through it together We may not go far, but sure as a star Wherever we are, it's together Wherever I go,
You can pull all the stops out Till they call the cops out Grind your behind till you're bend But you gotta get a gimmick If you wanna get a hand You
You'll never get away from me You can climb the tallest tree, I'll be there somehow True, you could say, "Hey, here's your hat" But a little thing like
The first time was the best time The language you use You gotta be careful What you will choose And the first high was the best high You're made of flesh
A young gypsy fell out in a slumber Heading north with a driver he knew Someone he'd lived with and trusted A young woman who trusted him too That very
Three gypsies stood at the castle gate. They sang so high, they sang so low. The lady sate in her chamber late. Her heart it melted away as snow. They
There was three old gypsies came to our hall door They came brave and boldly-o And the one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a raggle
When the sun breaks through the clouds That's when you'll see me appear I've been watching you for a million years I'll be watching you for a million
I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw Papa would do whatever he could Preach a little gospel
This magic winter night I see a light Again I hear that tune, some sort of croon Oh no no no, oh my brain I see them gypsy waggons left in the Snow Oh
Gypsy woman calls me Caution leads the way Words or endless stories Reads from a book of night and day Crystals in her gaze Shows me of a place inside
In days of old, when knights were bold and journeyed from their castles Trusty men were left behind, knights needed not the hassles They helped themselves
Watched the universe at the end of another day Fatalistic ships from a distant shore In the back of my mind I could see she was standing there Like the