Al Jolson - She's a Latin from Manhattan Lyrics

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She's a Latin from Manhattan

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What Are The Lyrics For She's a Latin from Manhattan By Al Jolson?
Fate sent her to me, over the sea from Spain,
And she is one in a million for me. I found my romance when she went dancing by, And she must be a Castillian, si si! Is she from Havana or Madrid? But something about her Is making me doubt her, I think I remember the kid! Yeah! She's a Latin from Manhattan, I can tell by her manana. She's a Latin from Manhattan, But not Havana! Though she does a rumba for us, And she calls herself Dolores, She was in a Broadway chorus, Known as Susie Donahue. She can take her tambourine and whack it, But the hurry's jus a racket, She's a hoofer from Fifth Avenue! She's a Latin from Manhattan, She's a Forty Second Streeter, She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue. She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue. Yeah! She's a Latin from Manhattan, I can tell by her manana. She's a Latin from Manhattan, But not Havana! Though she does a rumba for us, And she calls herself Dolores, She was in a Broadway chorus, Known as Susie Donahue. She can take her tambourine and whack it, But the hurry's jus a racket, She's a hoofer from Fifth Avenue! She's a Latin from Manhattan, She's a Forty Second Streeter, She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue. She's a Latin from Manhattan, Senorita Donahue. |
Who Wrote She's a Latin from Manhattan By Al Jolson?
Al Dubin, Harry Warren
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What's The Duration Of The She's a Latin from Manhattan By Al Jolson?The duration of She's a Latin from Manhattan is 2:33 minutes and seconds. |
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