Spanish Harlem Incident
Dion
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Gypsy girl, the hands of Harlem
Can not hold you to its heat
Your temperature is too hot for tamin'
Your flamin' feet, their burning up the street
And I am homeless
Come and take me
To the reach of your rattlin' drums
And let me know babe
All about my fortune
All along my restless palms
Gypsy girl, you got me swallowed
And I have fallen far beneath
Your pearly eyes, they're so fast and slashing
And your flashing diamond teeth
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The night is pitch black
Come and make my
Pale face fit into place, oh, please
And let me know babe
Am I nearly drowning
If it's here that my lifelines trace
Yeah
You have slayed me
You have made me
I've got to laugh halfway off my heels
I've got to know babe
Come here and touch me
So I can tell if I am really real
Yeah
Yeah