Rose of Washington Square versuri
Alice Faye
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Versuri Alice Faye – Rose of Washington Square lyrics
They call me Rose of Washington Square
I’m withering there, in basement air I’m fading
Pose in plain or fancy clothes?
They say my turned-up nose
It seems to please artistic people
Foes, I’ve plenty of those
With second-hand clothes, and nice long hair!
I’ve got those Broadway vampires last to the mast.
I’ve got no future, but oh, what a past!
I’m Rose of Washington Square
