The Life Of A Gypsy FinDom In One Song Chorus

you may try to scorn Me, but you can’t hide your desire…

Gypsies, tramps and thieves
We’d hear it from the people of the town
They’d call us gypsies, tramps and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down

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