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 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 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 Goin' 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 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