You know the gypsy woman told me
That you your mother's bad luck child
You know the gypsy woman told me
That you your mother's bad luck child
Well, you know
You're havin' a good time now
There'll be trouble after a while

Well, you know I went to a gypsy woman
To have my fortune told
She said, "Son, go back home
And peek through your keyhole"


You know the gypsy woman told me
That you your mother's bad luck child
Well (yeah) you know
You're havin' a good time now
There'll be trouble after a while

Yeah, you know I went back home
Took the gypsy woman as she said
I peeked hrtough my keyhole
There was another man in my bed