| I like to reminisce about that night we kissed
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| It was somewhere one night in Harlem
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| The nights were hot and bright
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| You could treat your honey right
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| Cuz Sylvia’s would burn all night
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| The people there were really something
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| (You know that’s right)
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| The music always kept us jumping
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| And it used to knock me down
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| When Smokey came to town
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| (And the miracles, please)
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| My favorite song was «Tears Of A Clown», oh yeah
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| There ain’t nothing like them nights in Harlem
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| They really shake the funk up there
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| Tonight I’m gonna stomp in Harlem
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| And I’m gonna take my baby back
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| To the heart of Harlem
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| Big sister had a group
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| And they’d sit out on the stoop
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| And Lordy could they harmonize (Oh yeah)
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| My cousin Joe could blow
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| Just like the radio
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| And he used to drove them «B"girls wild
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| But when grandma started happy dancing
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| (Oh, she gon' break somethin')
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| She really turned the mother out
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| I like the way they do it up in Harlem
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| When there’s a party up in Harlem
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| That’s what it’s all about
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| Ain’t nothing like them nights in Harlem
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| They never fake the funk up there
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| I met my Cherie Amour in Harlem
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| And tonight I’m gonna take her back to the 'pollo
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| There’s a party in Harlem
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| They say that all the stars will be there
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| Everyone is going to Harlem
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| Harlem is a party and everybody’s going there
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| Follow me visually, cuz I usually be all around
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| Originallly everybody headed uptown
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| Finessing the fly way you crisin in your car
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| On the West Side to the highway, East Side D-R
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| And yes, we are about to set it
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| Forget it, I thought you knew
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| The Apollo is where I had to go with my crew
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| From BMW’s to my daddy’s Cadillac
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| He had the sunroof top wit the diamond in the back
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| Check the ambiance, the place a renaissance
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| Who frontin' nonchallant up in the restaurant
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| What you really really want, we grabbin by the clutch
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| Precise can flaunt with this and never too much
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| It’s such a love flow, high but natural
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| The thug’s a no-show, and drugs a no-no
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| The only thing that they was shootin' was pool
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| While Harlem nights was right, the party was cool
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| Nothing like them nights in Harlem
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| They really shake the funk up there
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| Tonight I’m gonna stomp in Harlem
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| I’m gonna take my baby back to the heart of Harlem |