Man from Harlem

It was up at Mike's the other night
There was really quite a sight
Gather round folks while I give you all the low down and some acid too
Hadens were filled with bodys frail chewing on their fingernails
They were waiting for the man from Harlem
(Aha)
(Oh, Babe!)
Oh drinks were served, [?], things were moving kind of slow
Everybody's nerves were gettin'
jumpy, you know people [?] and like that
Only once room was still, men forget all about the bell
Who should answer but the man from Harlem?

(Tell you more about it, tell you more about it)

Everybody rolled their eyes
Women startes heaving sighes
Someone [?] music, lights and gin
(Come on, let's get out of here)
Everybody cleared the space and had big, bright smiles on every face
How they all up to see the man from Harlem
(Aha)
(Oh, Babe)
(Aha)
(Oh)
When he started, in to step, [?]
Everyone was in a daze, and then watched him with amaze
Each one said, 'You're half the man from Harlem!'
Looked over in the corner, the couple [?
] and it sure looked kinda' low [?
] the walked up [?] to the man from Harlem [?]
She said, 'I'm kinda low!'
He said, 'I got just what you need - come sister,
light up on these weeds and get high and
forget about everything, come on black girl'