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Andrew Wyatt - Harlem Boyzz Lyrics

Things are getting kind of shaky up in Harlem
Crackheads are falling through the banisters
And the articles of college prima donnas keep me from noticing the flowers

But oh, my brother
Tell me when will we let it all go
If you prefer to wear you head outside-in
You know you're going to do a lot of crying

So you stumble your way into a McDonald's
Order a number five, it's criminal
Somewhere children are behaving in a garden
Fill up the ocean with a thimble

But oh, my brother
Can we tell all the girls to go home?
If you prefer to wear your head outside-in
You know you're going to do a lot of crying