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I’m walking on the southern street, cut to the
ore I run too low. I’m walking on the southern street, cut to the river ‘fore I run too low. Old gypsy woman s
me, lips stained red from a bott
ne. Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine. The one that you are lookin
ou’re not gonna find her here. The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here, here. I’m run