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