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Hmm, oh
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
And 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 somethin' about her hand holdin' mine
It's a feelin' that's fine
And I just gotta say
She's really got a magical spell
And it's workin' so well
That I can't get away
I'm a lucky fella
And 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 somethin' about her hand holdin' mine
It's a feelin' that's fine
And I just gotta say
She's really got a magical spell
And it's workin' so well
That I can't get away...
I'm a lucky fella
And I've just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Because love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
It keeps goin' never than just been
And nobody knows like me
If you've met her you'll never forget her
Nobody knows like me
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