Spanish Harlem Incident

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Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem cannot hold you to its heat
 Your temperature is too hot for tamin'
 Your flaming feet are burnin' up the street
 I am homeless, come and take me
 To the reach of your rattlin' drums
 Let me know, babe, all about my fortune
 Down along my restless palms
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 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
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 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 slayed me, you have made me
 I got to laugh halfways off my heels
 I got to know, babe, ah, will you surround me
 So I can know if I am really real
 

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Duration
02:25
Key
7
Tempo
110 BPM

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