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 lover's 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 hand 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 into her lover's arms Sweet gypsy 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 flashing bright The boulevard, just heating up Her gypsy heart