Karaoké Spanish Harlem Aretha Franklin

Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah

Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah

There's a rose in black in Spanish Harlem

A rose in black in Spanish Harlem

It is a special one it's never seen the sun

It only comes up when the moon is on the run and all the stars are gleaming

It's growing in the streets right up through the concrete but soft sweet and dreaming

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

A rose in black in Spanish Harlem

With eyes as black as coal that look down in his soul

And start a fire there and then he loses control

I'm gonna beg his Pardon yeah

He's going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in his garden

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

A rose in black in Spanish Harlem

With eyes as black as coal that look down in his soul

And start a fire there and then he loses control and I'm gonna beg his Pardon

He's going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in his garden

Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah

Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah

Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah

Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah lah