No songs? Here's one for a start:

There is a Tiger grows in Harlem
A Tiger noone knows in Harlem
He is a special one, he's never seen the sun
He only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all his teeth are gleaming
He lives high above the street, sleeps there beside my feet
But soft and sweet and dreamin'

There is a Tiger grows in Harlem
A Tiger noone knows in Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there - and if he should lose control
I'll have to beg your pardon.

I've got this special cat,
he lives here in my flat he's always guarding
I've got this special cat,
he lives here in my flat he's always guarding
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(There is a Tiger grows in Harlem)
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(There is a Tiger grows in Harlem)