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It was a cold and wet December day |
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When we touched the ground at JFK |
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Snow was melting on the ground |
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On BLS I heard the sound |
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Of an angel |
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New York, like a Christmas tree |
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Tonight this city belongs to me |
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Angel |
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Soul love... this love won't let me go |
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So long... angel of Harlem |
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Birdland on fifty-three |
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The street sounds like a symphony |
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We got John Coltrane and a love supreme |
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Miles, and she's got to be an angel |
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Lady Day got diamond eyes |
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She sees the truth behind the lies |
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Angel |
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Soul love... this love won't let me go |
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So long... angel of Harlem |
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Angel of Harlem |
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She says it's heart... heart and soul... |
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Yeah yeah...(yeah) |
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Yeah yeah...(right now) |
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Blue light on the avenue |
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God knows they got to you |
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An empty glass, the lady sings |
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Eyes swollen like a bee sting |
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Blinded you lost your way |
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Through the side streets and the alleyway |
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Like a star exploding in the night |
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Falling to the city in broad daylight |
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An angel in Devil's shoes |
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Salvation in the blues |
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You never looked like an angel |
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Yeah yeah... angel of Harlem |
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Angel... angel of Harlem... |
