Bob Dylan - Spanish Harlem Incident Lyrics

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Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem 
Cannot hold you to its heat. 
Your temperature's too hot for taming, 
Your flaming feet are burning up the street. 
I am homeless, come and take me 
To the reach of your rattling drums. 
Let me know, babe, all about my fortune 
Down along my restless palms. 

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, 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 halfways off my heels. 
I got to know, babe, oh, will you surround me 
So I can know if I'm really real.

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lyrics corrected by Sgt_Pepper on 29-04-2007