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
Ah every thing's all right
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
Saturday night in Harlem
Ah every thing's all right
You can really swang and shake your pretty thang
The parties are out of sight
Harlem was written by Bill Withers.
Harlem was produced by John Florez.