Spanish Harlem Incident

Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Spanish Harlem Incident <br/> Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem<br />Cannot hold you to its heat<br />Your temperature&#039;s too hot for taming<br />Your flaming feet burn up the street<br />I am homeless, come and take me<br />To the reach of your rattling drums<br />Let me know, babe, all about my fortune<br />( )<br />Down alone my restless palms.<br /><br />Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed<br />I have fallen far beneath<br />Your pearly eyes, so fast an&#039; slashing<br />An&#039; your flashing diamond teeth<br />The night is pitch black, come an&#039; make my<br />Pale face fit into place, ah, please!<br />Let me know, babe, I am nearly drowning<br />If it&#039;s you my lifelines trace.<br /><br />I been wond&#039;rin&#039; all about me<br />Ever since I seen you there<br />On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I&#039;m riding<br />I know I&#039;m &#039;round you but I don&#039;t know where<br />You&#039;ve slayed me, you have made me<br />I got to laugh halfways off my heels<br />I got to know, babe, will you surround me<br />So I can know if I&#039;m really real.<br />