โหลดเพลง mp3 Harlem - Bill Withers

Harlem - Bill Withers
Summer night in Harlem

Man it's really hot

Well it's too hot to sleep and too cold to eat
I don't care if I die or not

Winter night in Harlem

Oh oh radiator won't get hot

And that mean old landlord
He don't care if I freeze to death or not

Saturday night in Harlem

Oh every thing's alright

You can really swing and shake your pretty thing
The parties are out of sight

Sunday morning here in Harlem
Now every body's all dressed up

heathen The folk just gettin' home from the party

And the good folk just got up

Our crooked delegation wants a donation
To send the preacher to the holy land

Hey hey Lord, honey don't give your money
To that lyin', cheatin' man

Saturday night in Harlem
Hey hey, every thing's alright

You can really swing and shake your pretty thing

The parties are out of sight

Sunday morning here in Harlem
Now every body's all dressed up

The heathen folk just gettin' home from the party
And the good folk just got up

Our crooked delegation wants a donation
To send the preacher to the holy land

Hey hey Lord, honey don't give your money
To that lyin', cheatin' man

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