She ain't got nobody,
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
Ba ba ba ba,
ba ba ba ba ba Oh but love grows where my rosemary goes,
and nobody knows like me
Love grows where my rosemary goes, and nobody
knows like me