Harlem - New Politics

I spend my money on the regular miracles

Just like you, like me, like everybody else

Up on the sun, looking sad and beautiful

Just like you, like me, like everybody else

When it gets loud, I turn it up

Oh, shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem

When it’s too hot, I light it up

Oh, light it up, yeah, smoke 'em if you got 'em

Here come the jets, hide my money in your tube socks

Run like me, like hell, like everybody else

Hair metal on a Japanese boom box

Kicks like you, like me, like everybody else

When it gets loud, I turn it up

Oh, shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem

When it’s too hot, I light it up

Oh, light it up yeah, smoke 'em if you got 'em

When it’s too soft, I shake it up

Sh-sh-sh-shake like a bad girl up in Harlem

You’re so sweet, but I like it rough

Oh, light it up, yeah, smoke 'em if you got 'em

Making a movie on the couch with a flip phone

Just like you, like I like fingers in your mouth

Up on the sun, playing drums with a bleached bone

Just like you, like me, like everybody else

When it gets loud, I turn it up

Oh, shake it like a bad girl up in Harlem

When it’s too hot, I light it up

Oh, light it up, yeah, smoke 'em if you got 'em

When it’s too soft, I shake it up

Oh, like I look at that girl up in Harlem

You’re so sweet, but I like it rough

Oh, light it up yeah, smoke em if you got 'em