Harlem Lyrics - 5th Dimension

Summer night in Harlem, 

Man it's really hot! 

Well it's too hot to sleep 

And too hot to eat. 

I don't care if I die or not! 

Winter night in Harlem, 

Ooh ooh radiator won't get hot, 

And that mean ole landlord 

He don't care if I freeze to death or not! 

Saturday night in Harlem, 

Ahh every thing's alright. 

You can really swang and shake your pretty thang, 

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 lawd honey don't give your money 

To that lyin', cheatin' man