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Harlem |
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Summer night in Harlem, |
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Man it's really hot! |
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Well it's too hot to sleep |
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And too hot to eat. |
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I don't care if I die or not! |
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Winter night in Harlem, |
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Oh oh radiator won't get hot, |
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And that mean ole landlord |
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He don't care if I freeze to death or not! |
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Saturday night in Harlem, |
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Ahh every thing's alright. |
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You can really swing and shake your pretty thing, |
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The parties are out of sight. |
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Sunday morning here in Harlem |
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Now every body's all dressed up. |
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The heathen folk just getting home from the party |
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And the good folk just got up. |
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Our crooked delegation |
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Wants a donation |
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To send the preacher to the holy land |
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Hey hey lord honey don't give your money |
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To that lying, cheating man.. |
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Saturday night in Harlem, |
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Ahh every thing's alright. |
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You can really swing and shake your pretty thing, |
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The parties are out of sight. |
