Mambo in Her Gaze
She walks through the heavy afternoon
With a quiet grace that clears the room
Her velvet gaze can freeze the sun
And change the world for everyone (shh-shh) Oh her spell is casting
deep
Even in my waking sleep
That jolt goes running down my spine
To these Cuban heels of mine! (woah-oh)
She doesn't speak she only sighs
With static lightning in her eyes
It shakes me up and spins me round
And pins my boots right to the ground (yeah)
Oh her spell is casting deep
Even in my waking sleep
That jolt goes running down my spine
To these Cuban heels of mine! (woah-oh)
Who is she? Where does she roam?
She turns my heavy heart to stone (ahhhh-hah)
Running down my spine
To these Cuban heels of mine
(oh yeah!)