Spanish Harlem Incident Lyrics

Bob Dylan

Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem Cannot hold you to it's heat Your temperature's too hot for tamin' Your flamin' feet up, burnin' up the street
I am homeless, come and take me Into reach of your rattlin' 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 And your flashing diamond teeth
The night is pitch black, come and make my Pale face fit into place, ah, please Let me know, babe, I'm nearly drowning If it's you my lifeline's trace
I've 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 splayed me, you have made me I got to laugh halfways off my heels I got to know, babe, yeah, will you surround me? So I can now if I'm really real

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