Here she comes, my wife

See her down on the street

Well, yeah, she's mine, supine

Or up on her feet

Yeah, here she comes

Through the dog-breath heat

With her concertina spine

And her ballerina feet

Under a punishing sun

Under a red and green umbrella

Call her name and beat the drum

Through the condominiums and the favelas

God is gone. We got to get a new one

Not lock Him down in cathedrals and cages

I found the eternal woman

The fire that leapt from Solomon's pages

O,baby, here she comes

My righteous, ringless bride

She is the soul of an ailing continent

She is Latin America's pride

There she runs, through the rain

Through cities of packed dirt and bone

She's prepared to accept the burden of the world's great pain

Ah, here she comes

I will love her for all time

In her little, small floral skirt, so short

Defying rhythm, defying rhyme

The cats are crying like babies

Up and down the alleys

The kids are howling like cats

With not enough in their bellies

Here, she's gaily tripping through the streets

Cats and kids stop to stare

The kids all band their guitars

They shoot their guns into the air

She don't carry no gun

Her lips are loaded up with kisses

She got kisses all around her hips

She got them criss-crossing her breasts

Keep playing that song

Don't let the band go home

I tell you God is gone

We are on our own

Yeah, here she comes

In a dress of red and yellow

Up the steps to our home

I got something to tell her

I say, I say, b-b-b-b-b-baby!

Ye-ye-ye-ye-ah! Yea-a-a-a-h! Uh-huh!

0 b-b-b-baby!

A-a-a-ah here she comes!