Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
- There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
- A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
- It is a special one that never sees the sun
- And only comes out when the moon is on the run
- And all the stars are gleaming
- I'm going to pick that rose and watch her
- As she grows in my garden
- There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
- A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
- With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
- And starts a fire there and then I lose control
- I have to beg your pardon
- I'm going to pick that rose and watch her
- As she grows in my garden
- With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
- And starts a fire there and then I lose control
- I have to beg your pardon
- I'm going to pick that rose and watch her
- As she grows in my garden
- I'm going to pick that rose and watch her
- As she grows in my garden
- There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
- In Spanish Harlem
- There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
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