Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Harlem Incident

Gypsy gal, the hands of
Cannot hold you to heat
temperature's too hot for taming
Your flaming feet are up the street

I am homeless and take me
Into the reach of your rattling
I know babe all about my fortune
Down along my restless

gal, you've got me swallowed
I have far beneath
Your eyes so fast and slashing
And your flashing teeth

The is pitch black, come and make my
Pale face fit in the place, ah
I gotta know babe, I'm drowning
If you, my lifelines trace

I've been all about me
Ever since I you there
On the cliffs of your wildcat I'm riding
I know I'm you but I don't know where

You slayed me, you have made me
I got to laugh half ways off my
I got to know babe, will you me?
So I can know if I'm real