Starving Gypsy

I'm waiting for the day

I get to separate myself from others

And live my gypsy way

I'm looking to live a different life

I guess I'll save few pennies and save a bill

Of the sale of bold patterns 

And antique and modern colors

And mismatched fabrics 

I will swallow my bitter pills

And drink my drink

Oh so sweet

I'll be a gyfto

I'll be a gypsy

I'll be stealing bread off the window sills

And wear scarves and layers and hats

I'll be a gypsy and that is that 

I want to live my gypsy way

I just can't stand anymore of this water

Soaked stains on my bed and clothing

I want to retreat and hibernate

And highstep in my boots with fringe

And feathers and coins in my cap 

And on my veils and scarves

I want to live my gypsy way 

Or I'd rather starve