Harlem - Number One lyrics
[Harlem - Number One lyrics]
That hasn't been invented
You gave me a camera
So I could take your picture, oh
I met the girl of my dreams
She's down in New Orleans
You smell like a flower
That hasn't been invented
You gave me a camera
So I could take your picture, oh
I met the girl of my dreams
She's down in New Orleans
I met the girl of my dreams
She's down in New Orleans
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