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Don Williams - Spanish Harlem Acident 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 reach of your rattling drums.
 Let me know, babe, 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.Don Williams - Spanish Harlem Acident - http://motolyrics.com/don-williams/spanish-harlem-acident-lyrics.html
 The night is pitch black, come an' make my
 Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
 Let me know, babe, I got to know, babe,
 If it's you my lifelines trace.
 I been wond'rin' 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, will I be touching you
 So I can tell if I'm really real.








