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Ask anyone up Harlem wayWho that guy Bojangles isThey may not know who's presidentBut ask 'em who Bojangles isHe's in the most entrancin' businessIt's what they call the "Dancin' business"When there's a beat, up on the streetBrother, you go and bet all your doughSister, you know that ain't no one but 'Bo'Oh! Bojangles of Harlem, you dance such hot stuffYoung folks love you in Harlem, they say you've got stuffTough guys rumba out of poolroomsAnd kids start truckin' out of schoolroomsOh! Bojangles of Harlem, the whole town's at your heelsLeaving their flats, missing their mealsRunning like rats, going astrayThrow those long legs away Aus Songtexte Mania