Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
We’d hear it from the people of the town
They’d call us Gypsys, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
10 posted on 04/11/2013 3:19:10 PM PDT by TurboZamboni
(Marx smelled bad & lived with his parents most his life.)
