Harlem Lyrics - Singles - 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 

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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 

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