There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
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A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
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It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
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It only comes out when the moon is on the run
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And all the stars are gleaming
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It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
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It's soft and sweet and dreamin'
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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
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Spanish Harlem
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| Bowling for Soup |
