Juan Francisco Estevarena - The Fortune Teller lyrics

It was an early summer It was a warm September Oh boy, just stop!, the gypsy woman said Already know your pain Don't waste your time with words No use in trying to explain Let's spread the cards and wait You know I'm not religious Yet I'm a kind of believer That really doesn't care, the fortune teller said You're facing times of change Big money, crowds and fame World travel far away Some trip you'll meet your fate These cards don't say you're doomed In fact you're being blessed Whatever makes you blue Is summoned by yourself Some people call it love And I ain't crazy Some people call it hope You gypsy lady You creepy old woman I'm not paying your wages For you to tell me I'm wrong But to put a spell on her So just put a spell on her! It's still a torrid April It's like an endless summer Are you saying I don't miss her? Are you saying I'm a liar? (Are you saying I'm a liar?) Some people call it love (Are you saying I'm a sinner?) Some people call it love Some people call it love And I ain't crazy Some people call it hope You gypsy lady You creepy old woman I'm not paying your wages For you to tell me I'm wrong But to put a spell on her So just put a spell on her!