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There's a rose in Black and Spanish Harlem
A rose in Black and Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it never sees the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are a gleaming
It's growing in the street, right up through the concrete,
But softly and dreaming
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A rose in Black and Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal, that look down in his soul
And start a fire there, and then he loses control
I'm going to beg his pardon, yeh
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He's going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
in his garden
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A rose in Black and Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal, that look down in his soul
And start a fire there, and then he loses control
And I'm going to beg his pardon
He's going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
in his garden.
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He's going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
in his garden
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A rose in Black and Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal, that look down in his soul
And start a fire there, and then he loses control
And I'm going to beg his pardon
He's going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
in his garden.
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?ark? s�z�ne a?a??daki adresten ula?abilirsiniz. En kaliteli ?ark? s�zleri, sanat�?lara ait fan siteleri bu adreste. Aretha Franklin - Spanish Harlem ?ark?s?na Aretha Franklin sanat�?s?na ait her?ey.
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