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Spanish Harlem Incident Lyrics
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 the reach of your rattling drum
let me know, babe, all about my fortune
down along my restless palm
Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed
I have fallen far beneath
your pearly eyes, 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
let me know, babe, I'm nearly drowning
if it's you my lifelines trace
I been wondering 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 halfway off my heels
I got to know, babe, would you sit around me
So I can know if I'm really real
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 the reach of your rattling drum
let me know, babe, all about my fortune
down along my restless palm
I have fallen far beneath
your pearly eyes, 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
let me know, babe, I'm nearly drowning
if it's you my lifelines trace
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 halfway off my heels
I got to know, babe, would you sit around me
So I can know if I'm really real
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Submitted by
artslut On Sep 17, 2009
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Bob Dylan cover. A fucking gorgeous one. Chris Whitley really puts Mr. Bob to shame, sorry to say it.