El Amor Crece

Текст песни The Music Makers - El Amor Crece

She ain't got no money
Clothes are kinda funny
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 love'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 really got a magical spell
And it's working so well
That I can't get away

I'm a lucky fella
I just gotta 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 really got a magical spell
And it's working so well
That I can't get away

I'm a lucky fella
I just gotta 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