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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one
It's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
It's growing in the street
Right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet
And dreaming
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem, yeah
With eyes as black as coal
That looks down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I'm goin' 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, yeah
With eyes as black as coal
That looks down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I'm goin' to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
With eyes as black as coal
That looks down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I'm goin' to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
I'm goin' to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
I'm goin' to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
Spanish Harlem
Spanish Harlem
Spanish Harlem
Spanish Harlem
Spanish Harlem
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