| It was a cold and wet December day
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| When we touched the ground at JFK
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| Snow was melting on the ground
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| On BLS I heard the sound
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| Of an angel
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| New York, like a Christmas tree
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| Tonight this city belongs to me Angel
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| Soul love… this love won’t let me go So long… angel of Harlem
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| Birdland on fifty-three
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| The street sounds like a symphony
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| We got John Coltrane and a love supreme
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| Miles, and she’s got to be an angel
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| Lady Day got diamond eyes
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| She sees the truth behind the lies
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| Angel
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| Soul love… this love won’t let me go So long… angel of Harlem
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| Angel of Harlem
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| She says it’s heart… heart and soul…
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| Yeah yeah…(yeah)
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| Yeah yeah…(right now)
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| Blue light on the avenue
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| God knows they got to you
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| An empty glass, the lady sings
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| Eyes swollen like a bee sting
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| Blinded you lost your way
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| Through the side streets and the alleyway
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| Like a star exploding in the night
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| Falling to the city in broad daylight
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| An angel in Devil’s shoes
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| Salvation in the blues
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| You never looked like an angel
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| Yeah yeah… angel of Harlem
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| Angel… angel of Harlem… |