| Lyrics: | Em'ralds in my bracelets and diamonds in my rings
A Riviera chateau and a lot of other
things
And I'm blue, so blue am I
Lots of ready money in seven diff'rent banks
I
counted up this morning, it's about a million francs
And I'm blue, so blue, and I know
why
I've got Harlem on my mind
I've a longing to be lowdown
And my
"parlez-vous" will not ring true
With Harlem on my mind
I've been wined and I've
been dined
But I'm heading for a showdown
'Cause I can't go on from night to
dawn
With Harlem on my mind
I go to supper with a French Marquis
Each evening
after the show
My lips begin to whisper "Mon Cheri"
But my heart keeps singing
"Hi-de-ho"
I've become too darn refined
And at night I hate to go down
To the
high-falutin' flat that Lady Mendel designed
With Harlem on my mind |
