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
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, 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
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
My passion for rear-wheel drive ended me with a Japanese car called Toyota Corolla Sprinter Trueno AE86. This come with a package of burning rubber madness syndrome sensation. Great Power Hunger Leads to Burning Hole In The Pocket. Love for Motorsport tattooed deep in my veins and circulated all over my body. My blood brother pulled me into the darkness side of Motorsport Enthusiasts' Network.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Edison Lighthouse:Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes)
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2 comments:
is this the song tat sang in Sell Out?
No la.. this is for others
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