
Nights in Harlem (Darkchild Remix) Luther Vandross (Ft. Guru)
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[Rap: Guru]
In the Big Apple, scars embedded like tattoos
Ghetto love protects you from what's coming at you
Keeping our heads up, maintaining self-esteem
And reminiscing on the Harlem night scene
We used to party all night
We used to hang out all night like it was alright
Hoping we all might make it through
Doing what it takes to do to keep it true
[Verse 1]
I like to reminisce about the night we kissed
It was somewhere in Harlem
The nights were hot and bright
You could treat your honey right
'Cause Sylvia's would burn all night
[Chorus]
Remember the times we struggled and still held on
Remember the nights in Harlem
Remember the times when we would dance all night long
Remember the nights in Harlem
[Verse 2]
Big sister had a group
And they'd sit out on the stoop
And Lordy could they harmonize
My cousin Joe could blow
Just like the radio
And he used to drive them "B" girls wild
In the Big Apple, scars embedded like tattoos
Ghetto love protects you from what's coming at you
Keeping our heads up, maintaining self-esteem
And reminiscing on the Harlem night scene
We used to party all night
We used to hang out all night like it was alright
Hoping we all might make it through
Doing what it takes to do to keep it true
[Verse 1]
I like to reminisce about the night we kissed
It was somewhere in Harlem
The nights were hot and bright
You could treat your honey right
'Cause Sylvia's would burn all night
[Chorus]
Remember the times we struggled and still held on
Remember the nights in Harlem
Remember the times when we would dance all night long
Remember the nights in Harlem
[Verse 2]
Big sister had a group
And they'd sit out on the stoop
And Lordy could they harmonize
My cousin Joe could blow
Just like the radio
And he used to drive them "B" girls wild
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