Edison Lighthouse - Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes Lyrics
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Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes
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What Are The Lyrics For Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes By Edison Lighthouse?
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 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 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 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 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 growing every place she's been And nobody knows like me If you've met her, you'll never forget her And nobody knows like me La la la- believe it when you've seen it Nobody knows like me |
Who Wrote Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes By Edison Lighthouse?
Tony Macaulay, Barry Mason
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What's The Duration Of The Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes By Edison Lighthouse?The duration of Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes is 2:43 minutes and seconds. |
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