The Heat in Harlem Graham Parker & The Rumour

I ain't stopping fingers keep bopping

Swing band rocking from the street to the bar

West coast's dated music's overrated
Here it on the radio in every car
Chorus
The heat in harlem the heat in harlem, yep
The heat in harlem the heat in harlem
And the heat of the soul

Ring that number hear that timbre
Watch my senses go right out the door
Born on the pavement that's where it happens
Rocking the apartment on the fifteenth floor

Chorus

Bridge

And when the heat burns your feet, got to jump to save your skin

And when you jump the water pump

The water just rushes away in the burning heat