Spanish Harlem written by Ben E. King
Paolo Nutini version
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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
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It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
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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But soft and sweet and dreamin'
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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
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With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
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I have to beg your pardon
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I'm going to pick that rose
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and watch her as she grows in my garden
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