Spanish Harlem Incident

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 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 You have slayed me You have made me I've got to laugh halfway off my heels (Yeah babe) I've got to know babe Come here and touch me So I can tell if I am really real