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Ain't no sunshine
Just the two of us
Lean on me
Lovely day
Use me
Grandma's hands
I dont want you on my
Who is he and what is
The same love that
Steppin' right along
Kissing my love
I want to spend the
Paint your pretty
Watching you watching
City of the angels
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Whatever happens
Let me be the one you
Hello like before
Who is he?
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Harlem Lyrics
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Lyrics Language: English
Song writer/composer(s): Bill Withers
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Bill Withers Harlem Lyrics:
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
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

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