Sal   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.   Oh-woh-oh   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.   I can feel the fire in her eyes   Tonight, tonight   Under satin summer skies.      The vampires   Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh-ooh-oo   Ooh-woo-oo-oo         Girls   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 mayag¨¹ez      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!      Hernandez   You wastin' your time, they don't know what I do   You little ghetto weeds . . . I feel like killin' you.      Banana-colored light-skinned spics,   You feel your peel so fine?    I'm hernández, 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.   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   What you believe in, salvador agrón?    Mr. agrón? se? or agrón?       Sal   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.            Lead vocal, background vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simon   Lead vocal-marc anthony   Background and duo vox-myrna gomila   Background and duo vox-teana rodriguez   Background vox-briz   Background vocal-karen bernod   Background vocal-renee connell-adams   Background vocal-dewayne snype   Background vocal-kia jeffries   Background vocal-ed vasquez   Background vocal-derrick james   Background vocal-edgar stewart   Cuatro-edgardo miranda   Tenor and baritone saxophone-david mann      Background vocals recorded by roy halee