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Spanish Harlem Incident(Live Album Version)-Bob Dylan
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

The night is pitch black, come an’ make my

Pale face fit into place, ah, please!

Let me know, babe, I’m nearly drowning

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 you surround me?
So I can know if I’m really real