15. Gypsy From Poughkeepsie |
LyricsGypsy From PoughkeepsieMy new Manhattan Mojo fell into a nasty fate So I packed my weekend bag and drove my Beamer upstate I asked this fortune teller what's this rash inside my head But she grabbed a hold my shoulder and said let's make love instead I resisted her advances but she used a magic spell When I awoke I found that she had caused my head to swell I wrestled with this arrogance I'd never seen before And tried to do a big tap dance to shoo it out the door All the while I saw her smile and with her knowing wink Its then that I first realized that we were on the brink CHORUS She's my gypsy from Poughkeepsie Schooled in the mystic arts Got these lotions and these potions That work wonders on my heart When she casts her magic spell And makes me promise not to tell My Gypsy from Poughkeepsie Never fails to make me well She's my Gypsy from Poughkeepsie I asked her if my future held surprises she could tell With a twinkle in her eyes she produced a shiny gel She smeared it on my hands and rubbed it in my face Before I knew what's happening my mind gave way to chase I discovered that her training started centuries ago And that payment for her expertise has become a quid pro quo CHORUS BRIDGE She told me long ago Down on 34th and vine A previous customer Had got into a bind CHORUS |
| Short Song Description: sequel to "Love Potion #9" |
| Lyric Credits: Starburst |
| Music Credits: Starburst |
| Producer Credits: Rick Chudacoff |
| Publisher Credits: Starburst |
| Song Length: 3:27 |
| Primary Genre: Rock-Classic |
| Secondary Genre: - |
| Tempo / Feel: Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
| Lead Vocal: Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1: Sexual Fantasy |
| Subject Matter 2: Existence |
| Mood 1: Serene |
| Mood 2: Enchanting |