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And the caravan is on it's way |
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I can hear the merry gypsies play |
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Mama mama look at emma rose |
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She's a-playin with the radio |
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La, la, la, la... |
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And the caravan has all my friends |
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It will stay with me until the end |
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Gypsy robin, sweet emma rose |
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Tell me everything |
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I need to know |
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La, la, la... |
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Turn up your radio and let me hear the song |
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Switch on your electric light |
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Then we can get down to what is really wrong |
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I long to hold you tight so |
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I can feel you |
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Sweet lady of the night |
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I shall reveal you |
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Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher radio |
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Turn it up, turn it up, so you know, radio |
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La, la, la, la... |
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And the caravan is painted red and white |
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That means ev'rybody's staying overnight |
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Barefoot gypsy player round the campfire sing and play |
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And a woman tells us of her ways |
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La, la, la, la... |
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Turn up your radio and let me hear the song |
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Switch on your electric light |
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Then we can get down to what is really wrong |
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I long to hold you tight so |
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I can feel you |
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Sweet lady of the night |
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I shall reveal you |
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Turn it up, turn it up, little bit higher, radio |
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Turn it up, that's enough, so you know it's got soul |
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Radio, radio turn it up, hum |
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La, la, la, la... |
