Spanish Harlem

La la la, la la la, la la la la There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is a special one 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 through the concrete Right through the concrete Right through the concrete Soft and dreaming La la la, la la la, la la la la There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem With eyes as black as coal He looks down in my soul And starts a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon I'm goin' to pick that rose And watch him as he grows In my 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