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1. Harlem Time
2. Pebbles in a Stream
3. Little Old New York
4. Love is Like a Shadow
5. It Ain´t Right
6. Le Hot Blu

HARLEM TIME


IT´S HARLEM TIME. I´M JUST ON HARLEM TIME
THERE´S ALWAYS A LATE SHOW. IT´S NEVER TOO EARLY
I´M ON HARLEM TIME.
YES SHE´S MY SATIN DOLL.
I GIVE HER ALL MY ALL.
THEN I´LL CLING TOGETHER AS SHE SPINS ME ´TIL DAWN.

THERE´S A PLACE SO CLOSE YET FAR AWAY FROM HERE.
I CAN FEEL IT. I CAN HEAR IT. IT´S DANCIN´ IN MY EAR.
IT´S A PLACE WHERE I CAN BE FREE.
YES A PLACE THAT LET´S ME FLY FREE.
YES A PLACE WHERE I AM FREE.
THAT IS ALL I WANT TO BE.

IT´S HARLEM TIME. I´M JUST ON HARLEM TIME.
I´M ROLLIN´ THE DICE. PAYING DUES THAT´S THE PRICE.
IT´S HARLEM TIME.
I´LL WATCH THE NIGHT MOVE IN
HARLEM IT BURNS MY SOUL.
I WILL FIND THE GROOVE BEFORE THE MOON TURNS COLD.

TAKE A TURN. DOWN THE BLOCK.
THERE´S A SIGN WITH A DOOR UNLOCKED
CATCH THE RHYTHM. FEEL MY HEART BEAT.

I´M COMIN´ JUST WAIT FOR ME.
IT´S A PLACE WHERE I AM ME.
YES A PLACE THAT LETS ME FLY FREE.
YES THAT´S ALL I WANT TO BE.
YEAH A PLACE I CAN BE ME.

Johnathan Dokuchiz - Vocal
Tom Murray - Flute
Tommy Igo - Drums & Percussion
Ken Lauber - Piano, Bass






PEBBLES IN A STREAM


I FIND YOU IN MY DREAMS
LIKE RIPPLES IN A STREAM
HOLDING FOR A CHANCE TO CATCH A DREAM
HANGING ON A BREEZE

GUESS I´M IN A MOOD IT SEEMS
I´M JUST SAD AND BLUE

I´LL BE THERE , FOR YOU SURE WILL

FRANKLY DO WHAT YOU MUST DO

SO THEN FLY INTO MY ARMS AND HOLD ME HARD AND STRONG

WILL LOVE FIND IT´S WAY BACK TO ME?

A FEATHER IN A STORM
FLIES BY LIKE A DREAM
WILL THE SUN COME OUT FOR ME?
LOVE AIN´T WHAT IT SEEMS. YEAH...
SOARING TRUMPETS SING IN THE AIR

YOU CAN PLAY MY DREAMS

I PLAY THIS GAME FAIR

I´M NOT HERE PLAYIN´ ANY GAMES.

PULSING MISTY NOTES UP FOR YOUR SOUL.

I´VE BEEN DOWN ON MY LUCK

I´VE DONE WHAT I´VE DONE
I´VE NEVER LIED. I´LL BE HERE BY YOUR SIDE.

IF WHAT YOU SAY IS REALLY TRUE

I NEED YOU VINCY

YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MUST DO.

TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME.

JUST HOLD ME AND BE THERE FOR ME
TIL THE SUN COME SHINING THROUGH
SO JUST LET ME GO
AND YOUR HEART WILL KNOW
YOU´LL ALWAYS BE A PART OF MY DREAMS.

A PEBBLE IN A STREAM SO CLEAR

SO CLEAR SO CLEAR

RIPPLES IN A DREAM

OOOOO OWOOOO

THEN IT DISSAPEARS

OOO...

LOVE AIN´T WHAT IT SEEMS
LOVIN´ YOU TOMORROW

IS WHAT I NEED TODAY

I CAN SEE THE FUTURE WITH YOU

DO YOU SEE BEYOND TODAY

I CAN FEEL THE SOFTNESS OF YOUR SKIN

WE SHOULD STOP BEFORE WE BEGIN

OOW I CAN SEE THE TWO OF US
DANCING THROUGH ALL THE YEARS

TIME WILL SLEEP AWAY
LIKE A QUIET DAY

BEFORE WE GET THE CHANCE.

BUT I SAW YOU IN MY SWEETEST DREAMS

YEAH YOU FOUND ME

LIKE A PEBBLE IN A STREAM
LIKE A PEBBLE IN A STREAM

I REACHED TO TOUCH YOUR LIPS AND THEN I´M GONE
LIKE PEBBLES IN A STREAM

LOVE AIN´T WHAT IT SEEMS
LOVE...

Golda & John Rosheuval - Vocal
Alan Farnum - Piano
Ken Lauber - Vibes, Bass ,Drums & Percussion






LITTLE OLD NEW YORK


MY MAN HE DRIVES A CADDY.
HIS PINSTRIPES DRIVE ME BATTY
ON VALENTINE´S DAY
HE GIVES ME HIS HEART IN A DIAMOND.
THINGS ARE SO FINE IN LITTLE OLD NEW YORK.
HARLEM, U.S.A. BY THE RIVER, WE COULD SAY.

MY MAN HE´S GOT A TERRACE.
FIFTY STORIES HIGH
A VIEW OF CENTRAL PARK T
HAT SHIMMERS IN THE DARK.

THE WINE IS SO FINE IN LITTLE OLD NEW YORK.
HARLEM, U.S.A. BY THE RIVER, WE ALL SAY.

HEY MAMA HOWS THE MOON IN SOUTH CAROLINA
I´LL BE HOME ON A MORNING TRAIN

MY MAN HE BUYS ME DRESSES, PERFUMES BY THE SCORE.
HE GIVES ME PLENTY MONEY. ON SUNDAY GIVES ME MORE.

THE LOVIN IS SO FINE IN LITTLE OLD NEW YORK.
HARLEM, U.S.A. BY THE RIVER, WE ALL SAY

HEY MAMA, WARM MY BED DOWN IN SOUTH CAROLINA
I MISS THE DREAMS THAT EVENING BRINGS
UNDER THAT OLD WEEPING WILLOW TREE
HEY MAMA, POP THE BISCUITS IN SOUTH CAROLINA
I MISS THAT BLUEBIRD SINGIN´ BY THE RIVER.

MY MAN HE DRIVES A CADDY. HIS PINSTRIPES DRIVE ME BATTY
ON VALENTINE´S DAY HE GIVES ME HIS HEART IN A DIAMOND.
THINGS ARE SO FINE IN LITTLE OLD NEW YORK
HARLEM, U.S.A. BY THE RIVER YOU COULD SAY.

YEAH WHAT A TOWN. WHAT A WONDERFUL TOWN.
ALL THE VIEWS THAT ARE MADE JUST FOR TWO.
IN HARLEM U.S.A.

Tom Murray - Alto Sax
Lee Musiker - Piano
Tommy Igo - Drums
Ken Lauber - Bass







LOVE IS LIKE A SHADOW


LOVE IS LIKE A SHADOW
LIKES TO STEAL AWAY
MOVES IN FOR A FACINATING SECOND
LEAVES YOU ON A RAINY DAY

GRAB A HOLD AND HANG ON
SWEARING TO BE TRUE
ALL THAT´S LEFT FOR ME TO REMEMBER
IS THE HOPE OF SOMETHING NEW

SO MAYBE NOW THE CHASE IT WILL END
AND LOVE WILL FIND IT´S WAY BACK TO ME
NO SHADOW KIND OF LOVE
CAN CALL ME WITH HIS HAND
NO ONE NIGHT STAND AFFAIR
I WANT A LIFE TIME I CAN SHARE

LOVE IS LIKE A SHADOW
LIVES TO KISS AND RUN
YOU´VE FOUND A PLACE INSIDE OF ME
I´VE HEARD THAT ONE BEFORE SURE HAVE
I LIKE YOUR SMILE I LIKE YOUR EYES
I´LL BE RIGHT THERE BY YOUR SIDE

IF WHAT YOU SAY IS REALLY TRUE
I´LL NEVER LEAVE YOU
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU CAN DO
TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME.

LOVE ME AND TAKE GOOD CARE OF ME ONLY ME
TILL THE MUSIC COMES TO AN END
THEN WE´LL BE TOGETHER AND YOUR HEART WILL KNOW
I´LL ALWAYS BE SINGING FOR YOU

SO SHADOW DISAPEAR BE OFF
LOVIN´ YOU TOMORROW IS WHAT I WANT TODAY

I CAN SEE THE FUTURE
CAN WE SEE BEYOND TODAY
I CAN FEEL THE SOFTNESS OF YOUR SKIN
SHOULD WE STOP BEFORE WE BEGIN

CAN YOU FEEL THE LOVE THAT WE´LL MAKE?
I CAN FEEL ALL THE TEARS
I CAN SEE THE TWO OF US DANCING THROUIGH ALL THE YEARS.
THEY COULD SLIP AWAY LIKE A QUIET DAY BEFORE WE GET THE CHANCE

LOVE IS LIKE A SHADOW
LIKES TO STEAL AWAY
MOVES IN FOR A FACINATING SECOND
SO HOLD ME CLOSE TODAY.

Cheryl Freeman & Johnathan Dokuchiz - Vocals
Tom Murray - Alto Sax
Alan Farnum - Piano
Tommy Igo - Drums
Ken Lauber - Bass, Vibes & String Arrangement





IT AIN´T RIGHT


IT AIN´T RIGHT- THE WAY THEY KILL US ALL THE TIME
IT AIN´T RIGHT- HOW KILLING AIN´T NO CRIME
IT´S LIKE YOU KILL A FLY, A ROACH, A PEST.
YOU´RE A FOOL OLD MAN - YOU´VE FAILED THE ACID TEST
PUT YOUR MIND AT REST. THERE´S ENOUGH OF US TO SPARE.
IT AIN´T FAIR. IT AIN´T FAIR. IT AIN´T FAIR IT AIN´T RIGHT.

IT AIN´T RIGHT THE WAY THEY´RE PUSHING HORSE AND COKE
IT AIN´T RIGHT- LIKE KILLING PEOPLE´S A JOKE
IT´S LIKE YOU RID YOURSELF OF LICE AND SCUM
BUT DO NOT FRET - THERE´S MORE WHERE WE COME FROM
SHUT UP! PLAY DUMB. THERE'S ENOUGH OF US TO SPARE.
IT AIN´T FAIR. IT AIN´T FAIR. IT AIN´T FAIR IT AIN´T RIGHT.

THEY LYNCH US IN THE SOUTH - FOR OPENING OUR MOUTH
THEY CASTRATE US AND BURN US.
THEY MUTILATE AND MAIM US
FOR SIGNING UP TO VOTE. FOR WORKING TO BE FREE.
THEY THROW US ON THE FIRE. A HUMAN FRICASSEE.

IT AIN´T RIGHT. THE WAY OUR STREETS ARE RED WITH BLOOD
IT AIN´T RIGHT. BLACK BODIES LYIN´ IN MUD.
IT´S LIKE YOU COME UP TOWN. PULL THE TRIGGER.
KILL AT WILL FOR A JIGGER OF SWILL
JUST ANOTHER NIGHT. SHOOTIN´ FOR A BUCK
NO ONE GIVES A FUCK

IT AIN´T FAIR. IT AIN´T FAIR. IT AIN´T FAIR IT AIN´T RIGHT.

Byron Utley - Vocal
Nathan Rosenberg - Piano
Tommy Igo - Drums
Ken Lauber - Bass, Hammond B3, String Arrangement





LE HOT BLU


LE HOT BLU, LE HOT BLU
A WONDERFUL PLACE RIS-IN´
FROM AN EMPTY SPACE. STRETCHIN´
A TRACE OF THE PAST

A PLACE WHERE I CAN IMPROVISE,
THE NOTES I LOVE SO FULL OF GRACE
HARLEM LIFE ITS WARM EMBRACE.
LE HOT BLU

LE HOT BLU. LE HOT BLU
A BEAUTEOUS DAY IN HARLEM
STANDIN´ ON THE EDGE
WAITING FOR NIGHT

STREETS ARE SHINING
PULSING AND SHIMMERING
BREATHING ALL THE COLORS OF LIFE.
SOULS ABOUT TO BURST IN ME.

THIS IS HOW LIFE SHOULD BE.
LE HOT BLU. LE HOT BLU.
FREE AND EASY. RIFFIN´ ON THE FOURS
OPEINING UP THE DOORS TO MY WORLD AT

LE HOT BLU. LE HOT BLU. SO BLU

Wanda Houston - Vocal
Ken Lauber - Piano, Bass, Drums

Background Vocals: The Bopettes
Michael McElroy
Anela McClinton
Nikki Rene
Virginia Woodruff

 
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