Yeah, that's what I'm talking 'bout
Fell in love with the harlem blues,
Even though he was a moulin rouge,
Hazel eyes seems to be unfair,
Cajun moon makes me stop and stare,
Gotta reach up to touch the ground,
Blaze my box, embrace the sounds,
Tell me boy where do you dance?
Should I run or take the chance?
You're so pretty baby and I know just what to do
Harlem blues, harlem blues
Lost my mind on a harlem brown,
Savoir faire, it was a man about town,
Fine as wine when he puts on the riffs,
Sets the mood indigo with his lips
I been down that road before,
What I say? And furthermore,
And I dropped it on him nice and slow,
Met him down on bourbon street,
I guess you know the rest
Harlem blues, harlem blues
The way you move give me a harlem blues,
The way you light my fuse, what a girl supposed to do?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh got me all over you,
Baby it's tried and true,
Gave me the blues in my left thigh,
Get so weak when he kiss you
I'm undone, I got issues,
If he played he'd be kenton?
He's so fine, he's so mellow,
In his eyes, greens and yellows,
And when he starts and love me,
You're so pretty baby and I know just what to do
Harlem blues, harlem blues
Do you understand my blues?
I don't need nobody need to hear
Me a harlem, harlem blues
