There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is that 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
So soft and dreaming
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal, they look down in your soul
They start a fire there and then they lose control
And I beg your pardon
And 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
It is that 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
So soft and dreaming
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Na na na, na na na, na na na na
Na na na, na na na, na na na na
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is that 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
So soft and dreaming