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 st. 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
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
papi, this ain't mayaguez
bernadette & yolanda
this is the island of nueva york
yolanda
we'll go through the projects
make out on the roof
count the stars like silver studs
on my motorcycle boots
umbrella man
wastin' your time here man, they don't know what i do
watcha lookin' at, little ghetto weed
sucio, 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, 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 can buy some protection from me.
cause if someones got to die
to pa
