There's a jungle in the city where everybody goes
You can find people dancing and hobos selling clothes
Many garbage cans full of trash and alley cats screaming
Small-time spenders with cash, and others that are scheming
She's a queen and it shows, and everybody knows she's my Magic Rose
She's a queen and it shows, and everybody knows she's my Magic Rose
Hey
In this jungle lives a woman by the name of Magic Rose
And everything she touches just grows, grows and grows
There's a rumor across the city that she wasn't born in this world
That she was loited from Tahiti when she was just a little girl
She's a queen and it shows, and everybody knows she's my Magic Rose
She's a queen and it shows, and everybody knows shes my Magic Rose
Hey
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
Its voodoo
Shes got a hold on me
Its magic
Its witchcraft
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