Gypsy Woman

You know the gypsy woman told me That you're your mother's bad-luck child You know the gypsy woman told me That you're your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now But there gonna be trouble after while Well, you know I went to a gypsy woman To have my fortune told Say, "You better go back home, son And peep through your, your key hole" You know the gypsy woman told me That you're your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now But there gonna 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 found another man laying in my bed You know the gypsy woman told me That you're your mother's bad-luck child Well, you're having a good time now But there gonna be trouble after while