Think I'll save up a little money

Go on down to Mexico


Take up with some crazy Spanish Lady


Listen to the old wind blow

She got earrings


And she dances


I'm an old rusty razor blade

Ten to one





I'll take my chances

I just ain't near as sharp


As the day I was made




CHORUS:


I said look out


There goes another

Wild-eyed gypsy





Bartender (??? or Partner ???), serve me up another

Just one more, man


Then I'm goin' home


No, pal

We're just as crazy as all the others


One more wild-eyed gypsy


Who lives alone.




REPEAT CHORUS