He ain't got no money
His clothes are kinda funny
His hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
He talks kinda lazy
And people say he's crazy
And his life's a mystery
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There's something about him hand holding mine
It's a feeling that's fine
And I just gotta say
He'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 him
That I love him endlessly
Because Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
There's something about him hand holding mine
It's a feeling that's fine
And I just gotta say
He's really got a magical spell
And it's working so well
That I can't get away
I'm a lucky woman
And I've just got to tell him
That I love him endlessly
Because Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
