Summer night in Harlem
Man, it's a really hot
Well, it's too hot to sleep and I'm too cold to heat
I don't care if I die or not
Winter night in Harlem
Oh, radiator won't get hot
Well, the mean old landlord he don't care
If I freeze to death or not
Saturday night in Harlem
Everything's alright
You can really swing and shake you're pretty thing
The parties are out of sight
Sunday morning here in Harlem
Everybody's all dressed up
While the hip folks gettin' a home from the party
And the good folks just got up
Crooked delegation wants a donation
To send the preacher to the holy land
Hey, hey lawd, honey don't give your money
To that lying, cheatin' man
Saturday night in Harlem
Everything's alright
You can really swing and shake you're pretty thing
The parties are out of sight
Sunday morning here in Harlem
Now everybody's all dressed up
While the hip folks gettin' a home from the party
And the good folks just got up
Crooked delegation wants a donation
To send the preacher to the holy land
Hey, hey lawd, honey don't give your money
To that lying, cheatin' man
Ha ha ha ha ha...
Man, it's a really hot
Well, it's too hot to sleep and I'm too cold to heat
I don't care if I die or not
Winter night in Harlem
Oh, radiator won't get hot
Well, the mean old landlord he don't care
If I freeze to death or not
Saturday night in Harlem
Everything's alright
You can really swing and shake you're pretty thing
The parties are out of sight
Sunday morning here in Harlem
Everybody's all dressed up
While the hip folks gettin' a home from the party
And the good folks just got up
Crooked delegation wants a donation
To send the preacher to the holy land
Hey, hey lawd, honey don't give your money
To that lying, cheatin' man
Saturday night in Harlem
Everything's alright
You can really swing and shake you're pretty thing
The parties are out of sight
Sunday morning here in Harlem
Now everybody's all dressed up
While the hip folks gettin' a home from the party
And the good folks just got up
Crooked delegation wants a donation
To send the preacher to the holy land
Hey, hey lawd, honey don't give your money
To that lying, cheatin' man
Ha ha ha ha ha...
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2020/4/4 - 17:19
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Parole e musica di Bill Withers
Nell'album "Just As I Am"