Satin Summer Nights
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.
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
Under satin summer skies.
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
No more baby talk
Papi, this ain't Mayagez
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 . . .
Tengan cuidado con ese tipo.
Ay verdad te digo, ese tipo es tan sucio.