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SAL

I’ve been sleeping on the roof of my building
It’s cooler than the street
And I been watching the setting sun
As it bounces off the avenue
Turning into gold dust at my feet
Woh-oo-woh
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 living
Well, they won’t last for all of us
But they’ll last for a long summer night
Woh-oo-woh
I can feel the fire in her eyes
Tonight, tonight
Under satin summer skies

BERNADETTE

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

YOLANDA

Baby, baby
No more baby talk

BERNADETTE

Baby, baby
Papi, this ain’t Mayagüez

BERNADETTE AND YOLANDA

This is the island of Nueva York

BERNADETTE

We’ll go through the projects

BERNADETTE AND YOLANDA

Make-out on the roof

BERNADETTE

Count the stars like silver studs

BERNADETTE AND YOLANDA

On my motorcycle boots

UMBRELLA MAN

You wastin’ your time her,
They don’t know what I do
You little ghetto weeds
I feel like killin’ you
Boo!

Banana-colored light-skinned spics
You feel your peel so fine
I’m Hernandez, 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 motherfuckers, “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
You either belong or you get hurt
Or you can buy some protection from me

‘Cause if someone’s got to die
To pay for the shit they’ve done
I believe in an eye for an eye
Now what you believe in, Salvador Agrón?
Mr. Agrón, Señor Agrón

SAL

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

© 1997 Lyrics by Paul Simon and Derek Walcott