Harlem letra

Harlem
You got to me I was 11
Can’t remember of the season, season
Half past 7
Oh Harlem
Don’t know nothing about you
Don’t know nothing about them
I’ve been walking with my parents, parents
Half past 7
Oh harlem
I think I fell in love with you

Grabbing a waffle on sugar hill
Big man offering a sugar deal
I get lost in the toilets queue
Someone gets high in the avenue
Oh I feel so safe and taken care of
I can’t wait to see the play-off
Basketball players and jazzy treats
Sunset layers in an empty street
I walk on by and I hear the music
Playing in my head like an illusion
I say hi in a toilets queue
Someone gets high in the avenue
Oh I feel so safe and taken care of
We’re sitting there and ready to take off
The plane is silent in the sky
I hear the music in hi-fi

Jazzboy - Letras

• Harlem