Words & Music by Skip Noon
© 2007 Second Chance Music (BMI) Skip Noon, All Rights Reserved.
You got your gypsy magic workin', baby, your charms are spreadin' over me
You got your gypsy magic workin', baby, your charms are spreadin' over me
Can't see a damned thing, I'm just as blind as I can be
I feel your wicked spell workin', baby, its done creeped under my skin
I feel your wicked spell workin', baby, its done creeped under my skin
I got a twitchin' goin' on, looks like your hoodoo creeped on in
Get your hands off your trick bag, baby, and let me catch my breath
Get your hands off that trick bag, and let me catch my breath
Don't squeeze any tighter or you'll be squeezin' me to death
Got to get a lucky hand, baby, while I still got a chance
I got to get a lucky hand while I still got a chance
Got to lose all this confusion, got to break your evil trance
You got your gypsy magic workin', baby, your charms spread all over me
You got your gypsy magic workin', baby, your charms spread all over me
Can't see a damned thing, I'm just as blind as I can be
Can't feel a damned thing, your magic captured me