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1. |
| 6:10 | ||||
2. |
| 3:25 | ||||
3. |
| 3:46 | ||||
4. |
| 4:11 | ||||
5. |
| 4:27 | ||||
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It's never seen the sun It only comes out 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 and sweet And dreaming 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 start a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon I'm gonna pick that rose And watch her as she grows In my garden My garden With eyes as black as coal That look down in my soul And start a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon I'm gonna pick that rose And watch her as she grows In my garden There is a rose in Spanish Harlem There is a rose and she grows in Spanish Harlem |
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6. |
| 5:24 | ||||
7. |
| 3:30 | ||||
8. |
| 3:18 | ||||
I've just seen a face
I can't forget the time or place where we first met She's just the girl for me And I want all the world to see we've met La la la, ooh Had it been another day I might have looked the other way And I'd have never been aware But as it is, I'll dream of her tonight La la la Fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' me back Callin' me back I have never known the like of it I've been alone, I have missed things Keeping out of sight But other girls were never quite like this No no no Fallin', yes, I am fallin' And she keeps callin' me back Casllin' me back I've just seen a face Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
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9. |
| 3:58 | ||||
10. |
| 5:57 | ||||