Spanish Harlem Incident

1. Gypsy gal,the hands of Harlem

Cannot hold you to its heat

Your temperature`s too hot for taming,

Your flaming feet burn up the street.

I am homeless,come and take me

Into reach of your ratling drums.

Let me know,babe, about my fortune

Down along my restless palms.

2. Gypsy gal,you got me swallowed,

I have fallen far beneath

Your pearly eyes,so fast an` slashing,

An` your flashing diamond teeth.

The night is pitch black,come an` make my

Pale face fit into place,ah,please!

Let me know,babe,I got to know,babe,

If it`s you my lifeline trace.

3. I been wond`rin` all about me

Ever since I seen you there.

On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I`m riding.

I know I`m `round you but I don`t know where.

You have slayed me,you have made me,

I got to laugh halfways off my heels.

I got to know,babe,will I be touching you

So I can tell if I`m really real.