Spanish Harlem Incident Chords by Chris Whitley

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[D#m] Gypsy girl, [Bm] [F#] the land of Harlem, you [D#m] cannot hold [B] me till it's [F#] here.
Your [F] temperature is too [Bm] hot [F#] for tame.
[D#] Your flaming feet [F#] are burning up this street.
_ _ I [B] am homeless, _ come and [F#] take me [D#m] to the reach [B] of your [C#] rattling drum.
_ [D#m] Oh, let me know, babe, _ [F#] we're all about my fortune down along [B] my [F#] restless palm. _
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[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ Gypsy [B] girl, _ [F#] got me swallowed, I [D#m] have fallen, [B] a [F#]-harping you.
Your [D#m] pearly eyes [F#] so fast and slashing, and no flashing diamond teeth. _
The night [D#m] is pitch [B] black, come and [F#] make my [B] pale face fit into the [C#] place, oh please.
[F#] Oh, let me [D#m] know, babe. _
[B] Oh, I'm [F#] nearly drowning, if it's you my _ lifeline's changed.
[D#m] _ [C#] _
I'm not [F#] fine, _ _ _ _ _ I'm not you.
_ _ _ I've [D#] been [C#] wondering [Bm] [F#] all about me ever [B] since I seen you [F#] there.
On the cliffs [D#] of your [C#] [B] wildcat charms [F#] I'm riding.
I [B] know I'm wrong, but I don't [F#] know where. _
_ You [D#m] have slain [B] me, you [F#] have made me.
I got to [B] laugh halfway [C#] off my heels.
I [F#] got to [D#m] know, babe, [C#] well, [Bm] would you sit [F#] around me so I can know if [B] I'm [F#] really real? _ _
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