Her Gypsy Heart

<br>On Las Cuevas Boulevard<br>There she works her fingers hard<br>Playing castanets and swaying<br>To a steel drum in the dark<br>She wears flowers in her hair<br>Sings calypso in the square<br>People calling out the windows<br>To the gypsy girl down there<br><br>All day long<br>She waits for<br>Him to come<br>And night to fall<br><br>She goes<br>Underneath the colored lights<br>Where the carnival is flashing bright<br>The boulevard, just heating up<br>Her gypsy heart<br><br>There he waits beneath the stars<br>On Las Cuevas Boulevard<br>She falls into her lover`s arms<br>Sweet gypsy heart<br><br>Like a satellite they spin<br>Her gold scarf against his skin<br>Her toes tapping on the table<br>Like she`s dancing just for him<br><br>Red maracas in his hand<br>He lifts her up then back again<br>Turning `round and `round in circles<br>To the rhythm of the band Just until<br>The sun comes up<br>Just until<br>She`s had enough<br><br>She goes<br>Underneath the colored lights<br>Where the carnival is flashing bright<br>The boulevard, just heating up<br>Her gypsy heart<br><br>There he waits beneath the stars<br>On Las Cuevas Boulevard<br>She falls into her lover`s arms<br>Sweet gypsy heart<br><br>All day long<br>She waits for<br>Him to come<br>And night to fall<br><br>She goes<br>Underneath the colored lights<br>Where the carnival is flashing bright<br>The boulevard, just heating up<br>Her gypsy heart<br><br>She goes<br>Underneath the colored lights<br>Where the carnival is flashing bright<br>The boulevard, just heating up<br>Her gypsy heart