She ain't got no money, her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
She talks kinda lazy, people say she's crazy
And her life's a mystery
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There's something about her hand holding mine
It's a feeling that's fine and I just gotta say
She's really got a magical spell
And it's working so well that I can't get away
I'm a lucky fella, I've just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Because love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There's something about her hand holding mine
It's a feeling that's fine and I just gotta say
She's really got a magical spell
And it's working so well that I can't get away
I'm a lucky fella, I've just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Because love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me

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