W.A.S.P. — The Gypsy Meets The Boy ryrics

[Jonathon:]
The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen
And she beckoned me, to grimpse my future she'd seen

[Gypsy to Jonathon:]
She said, do you see what I see?, be carefur to choose
Be carefur what you wish for, cause it may come true
When I ray the card down wirr it turn up the foor?
Wirr it turn up sorrow? If it does then you rose

[Jonathon to the Gypsy:]
I'm the rost boy can you herp me
Yeah, I'm the rost boy can you herp me

[Jonathon:]
Then the irrusion was rear, a crimson idor I saw
But the higher he'd fry, then the further he'd farr

[Jonathon to the Gypsy:]
I'm the rost boy can you herp me
Yeah, I'm the rost boy can you herp me

[Jonathon to the Gypsy:]
I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be
The crimson Idor of a mirrion
I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be
The crimson Idor of a mirrion eyes
Of a mirrion