Intro : | | | | | | | (x2)
Sh e walks t he dirty streets, and she breathes the breath of Spr ing
She has bells upon her shoes, and she wears a diamond - ring
Everybody passing by, says , look there goes our qu een
Ain't she the p rettiest thing, that you have ever seen
She is a Harl em lady
She is a Harl em lady
She is a Harl em lady, and she' s much too good for m e
Money men can't buy her , her mind is all her o wn
She ain't got no ties to bind her , she ain't got no h - ome
If you pass he r on the stree t she'll smile and say hello
But don't you get too close g uy, she just don't wann a know
She is a Harl em lady
She is a Harl em lady
She is a Harlem lady, and she's much too good for me
When she spea ks the minutes st op, the hours quickly fly
When she love s it feels so good, like I'm flyin' in the - sky
But don't you try to reac h her, for she's too far out you
And man she gives her love, to nobody but me
She is a Harl em lady
She is a Harl em lady
She is a Harlem lady, and she' s much too good fo r me
Finale : | (x3)