Forget the middle being what's played   Gypsies have babies just the same   You know my name, you just do   That don't mean I told it to you      Into my life, water came   With it regret and shame   Down to the banks, frozen and strained   Flushed-faced, cold-handed   Hopped up on cocaine      For many reasons, I left my home   Most of the reasons, I still don't know   I meet my friends in the places I stay   That don't mean I don't know my own way      Into my life, water came   With it regret and shame   Down to the banks was the refrain   Flushed-faced, cold-handed   Hopped up on cocaine