Saturday night in Harlem
To send the preacher to the holy land
Our crooked delegation wants a donation
Hey hey, every thing's alright
He don't care if I freeze to death or not
The parties are out of sight
Sunday morning here in Harlem
Oh every thing's alright
Our crooked delegation wants a donation
To that lyin', cheatin' man
Sunday morning here in Harlem
And that mean old landlord
Now every body's all dressed up
Now every body's all dressed up
The heathen folk just gettin' home from the party
I don't care if I die or not
Winter night in Harlem
Hey hey Lord, honey don't give your money
To send the preacher to the holy land
The heathen folk just gettin' home from the party
The parties are out of sight
Hey hey Lord, honey don't give your money
Well it's too hot to sleep and too cold to eat
And the good folk just got up
You can really swing and shake your pretty thing
And the good folk just got up
You can really swing and shake your pretty thing
Oh oh radiator won't get hot
Saturday night in Harlem
