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SAL 
I been sleeping on the roof of my building 
It's cooler than the street. 
I been watching the setting sun 
As it bounces off the avenue 
Turning into gold dust at my feet. 
OH-WOH-OH 
Carlos and Yolanda 
Dancing in the hallway 
To an old melody 
Spanish eyes and soft brown curls 
My love, my love 
Come to me. 

I believe I'm in the power of Saint Lazarus. 
And he holds me in his sight 
I know that these jitterbug days I'm livin', 
Well, they won't last for all of us, 
But they'll last for a long summer night. 
I can feel the fire in her eyes 
Tonight, tonight 
Under satin summer skies. 

THE VAMPIRES 
OOH-OOH-OO-OOH-OOH-OO 
OOH-WOO-OO-OO 

GIRLS 
Baby, baby, baby 
Be my special one 
I seen you move in from across the street 
I like the way you walk 
I love the way you run 

Baby, baby, 
No more baby talk 

Papi, this ain't Mayagüez 

This is the island of Nueva York 

We'll go through the projects, 
Make-out on the roofs 
An' count the stars like silver studs on 
My . . . 

Motorcycle boots 

Tengan cuidado con ese tipo. 

Ay verdad te digo, ese tipo es tan sucio. 

¡Sucio! 

HERNANDEZ 
You wastin' your time, they don't know what I do 
You little ghetto weeds . . . I feel like killin' you. 

Banana-colored light-skinned spics, 
You feel your peel so fine? 
I'm Hernández, The Umbrella Man, 
Your future's locked in mine. 

The Chaplains and The Golden Guineas 
The Red Wings and The Crowns, 
The Mighty Mau Maus, 
Those Shines from Brooklyn, 
They want to cut The Vampires down 

The Savage Skulls, The Fordham Baldies, 
They'll treat you like you're piss 
From the heart of the barrio, now my brother 
We tell them mother fuckers suck on this. 

I think we got something to talk about. 
You're a coolie from the turf. 
That's cool, but you don't get no respect around 
here unless you belong to a bopping gang . . . 
I mean, you either belong or you get hurt. 
Or you could buy some protection from me. 

'Cause if someone's got to die 
To pay for the shit they done 
I believe in an eye for an eye 
What you believe in, Salvador Agrón? 
Mr. Agrón? Señor Agrón? 

SAL 
I believe I'm in the power of St. Lazarus 
And he holds me in his sight 
I believe he watches over us all 
Don't tear apart 
This satin summer night.

 

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