Forget the middle
Being what's played
Gypsies have babies

Just the same
You know my name
You just do

That don't mean
I told it to you


Into my life, water came
With it regret and shame
Down to the banks

Frozen and strained
Flushed-faced, cold-handed
Hopped up on cocaine


For many reasons
I left my home

Most of the reasons
I still don't know
I meet my friends

In the places I stay
That don't mean
I don't know my own way


Into my life, water came
With it regret and shame

Down to the banks was the refrain
Flushed-faced, cold-handed
Hopped up on cocaine