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- Bowling for Soup Spanish Harlem 歌詞
- Bowling for Soup
- There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
She is a special one, shes never seen the sun
She only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
Shes growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamin
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
Im 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
Im going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
in my garden
Im going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
in my garden
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