| Song | Harlem |
| Artist | New Politics |
| Album | Now That's What I Call Music!, Vol. 48 |
| I spend my money on the regular miracles | |
| Just like you, like me, like everybody else. | |
| Up on the sun, lookin' sad and beautiful | |
| Just like you, like me, like everybody else. | |
| (When it gets loud, I turn it up) | |
| Shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| (When it's too hot, I light it up) | |
| Ooh, light it up, yeah, smoke em if you got 'em | |
| Here come the jets, hide my money in your tube socks | |
| Run like me, like hell, like everybody else | |
| Hair metal on a Japanese boom box | |
| Kicks like you, like me, like everybody else | |
| (When it gets loud, I turn it up) | |
| Shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| (When it's too hot, I light it up) | |
| Light it up, yeah, smoke em if you got 'em | |
| (When it's too soft, I shake it up) | |
| Sh-Sh-Sh-Shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| (You’re so sweet, but I like it rough) | |
| Ooh, light it up, yeah, smoke em if you got 'em | |
| Makin' a movie on the couch with a flip phone | |
| Just like you, like I, like fingers in your mouth. | |
| Up on the sun, playing drums with a bleached bone | |
| Just like you, like me, like everybody else. | |
| (When it gets loud, I turn it up) | |
| Shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| (When it's too hot, I light it up) | |
| Light it up, yeah, smoke 'em if you got 'em | |
| (When it's too soft, I shake it up) | |
| Like I look at a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| (You're so sweet, but I like it rough) | |
| Ooh, light it up, yeah, smoke 'em if you got 'em |
| I spend my money on the regular miracles | |
| Just like you, like me, like everybody else. | |
| Up on the sun, lookin' sad and beautiful | |
| Just like you, like me, like everybody else. | |
| When it gets loud, I turn it up | |
| Shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| When it' s too hot, I light it up | |
| Ooh, light it up, yeah, smoke em if you got ' em | |
| Here come the jets, hide my money in your tube socks | |
| Run like me, like hell, like everybody else | |
| Hair metal on a Japanese boom box | |
| Kicks like you, like me, like everybody else | |
| When it gets loud, I turn it up | |
| Shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| When it' s too hot, I light it up | |
| Light it up, yeah, smoke em if you got ' em | |
| When it' s too soft, I shake it up | |
| ShShShShake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| You' re so sweet, but I like it rough | |
| Ooh, light it up, yeah, smoke em if you got ' em | |
| Makin' a movie on the couch with a flip phone | |
| Just like you, like I, like fingers in your mouth. | |
| Up on the sun, playing drums with a bleached bone | |
| Just like you, like me, like everybody else. | |
| When it gets loud, I turn it up | |
| Shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| When it' s too hot, I light it up | |
| Light it up, yeah, smoke ' em if you got ' em | |
| When it' s too soft, I shake it up | |
| Like I look at a bad girl up in Harlem | |
| You' re so sweet, but I like it rough | |
| Ooh, light it up, yeah, smoke ' em if you got ' em |