Paroles Underneath The Harlem Moon de Randy Newman

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Textes et Paroles de Underneath The Harlem Moon





(Mack Gordon & Harry Revel)

Creole ladies walk along with rhythm in their thighs
Rhythm in their hips and in their lips and in their eyes,
Where do highbrows find the kind of love that satisfies?
Underneath the Harlem moon

There's no fields of cotton; picking cotton is taboo.
They don't live in cabins like the old folks used to do.
Their cabin is a penthouse up on Lennox Avenue,
Underneath the Harlem moon

They just live for dancing,
They're never blue or forlorn,
It ain't no sin to laugh and grin;
That's why darkies were born.

They shout, "Hallelujah!" every time they're feeling low.
Every sheik is dressed up like a Georgia gigolo.
You may call it madness but they call it hi-de-ho,
Underneath the Harlem moon


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