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 something about her
hand holding mine
It's a feeling that's fine
And I just gotta say hey
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 just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
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 hey
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 just got to tell her
That I love her endlessly
Oh but love grows
where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
Oh but love grows
where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
Love grows
where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me