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Paul Simon

Genres: Rock

Satin Summer Nights Lyrics - Paul Simon

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 

 

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I can feel the fire in her eyes 

Tonight, tonight 

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 

 

Baby, baby 

No more baby talk 

Papi, this ain't Mayaguez 

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 

 

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You wastin' your time here man, sucio 

They don't know what I do 

Little ghetto weeds 

I feel like killin' you. 

 

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 mother fuckers suck on this 

 

I think we got something to talk about here 

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 

And what you believe in, Salvador Agron? 

Mr. Agron? 

Senor Agron? 

 

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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