Allotria Jazz Band Lyrics
Rose Of Washington Square by Allotria Jazz Band
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
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
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