Spanish Harlem

(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
 (There's a rose in black at Spanish Harlem)
 (A rose in black at Spanish Harlem)
 
 It is the special one
 It never sees the sun
 It only comes up 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 sweet and dreamy
 There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
 A rose in black at Spanish Harlem
 
 With eyes as black as coal
 That look down in his soul
 It start a fire there and then he loses control
 I'm gonna beg his par-ar-ar-ardon yeah
 He's going to pick that rose
 And watch her as she grows
 In his garden
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 There is a rose in Spanish Harlem, hmm-mm
 A rose in black at Spanish Harlem, hmm-mm
 
 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 gonna beg his par-ar-ar-don
 He's going to pick that rose
 And watch her as she grows
 In his garden
 (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
 (La la la-la-la la-la-la-la)
 (La la la-la-la la-la-la la)
 (La la la-la-la-la-la-la la)
 (La-la-la-la-la-la)