on las cuevas boulevard

there she works her fingers hard

playing castanets and swaying

to a steel drum in the dark

she wears flowers in her hair

sings calypso in the square

people calling out the windows

to the gypsy girl down there



all day long

she waits for

him to come

and night to fall



she goes

underneath the colored lights

where the carnival is flashing bright

the boulevard, just heating up

her gypsy heart



there he waits beneath the stars

on las cuevas boulevard

she falls into her lovers arms

sweet gypsy heart



like a satellite they spin

her gold scarf against his skin

her toes tapping on the table

like she's dancing just for him



red maracas in his nad

he lifts her up then back again

turning round and round in circles

to the rhythm of the band



just until

the sun comes up

just until

she's had enough



she goes

underneath the colored lights

where the carnival is flashing bright

the boulevard, just heating up

her gypsy heart



there he waits beneath the stars

on las cuevas boulevard

she falls in to her lover's arms

sweet gypsey heart



all day long

she waits for

him to come

and night to fall



she goes

underneath the colored lights

where the carnival is flashing bright

the boulevard, just heating up

her gypsy heart



she goes underneath the colored lights

where the carnival is flahing bright

the boulevard, just heating up

her gypsy heart