Flower
I know I'll never be the apple of your eye,but I'll pick you a flower if you'd likeI know I'll never be the stars up in your sky,but I'll pick you a flower if you'd like
She loves me, she loves me notShe says she loves meHas she forgotten that she loves me,Love me one more timeI know I'll never be the apple of your eyeI can pick you a flower if you'd like
'Cause I'll meet you down by the end of the roadWhere the sunset glows and the garden growsI've got one pair of shoes with 20 holes in the toes,and I would walk 20 miles just to get to those blue eyesIf you would smile for me to my surpriseI would stay for a while to see what comes nextOr we could take off our clothes,and have long conversations in french, aha!
I know I'll never be the apple of your eye,but I'll pick you a flower if you'd likeI know I'll never be the stars up in your sky,but I'll pick you a flower if you'd like
She loves me, she loves me notShe says she loves meHas she forgotten that she loves me,Love me one more timeI know I'll never be the apple of your eyeBut I'll pick you a flower if you'd likeLet's go!
Roses are red,Violets are blueBut it is true I'd be throughif I don't have youSo I just chill up on the hill picking daffodilsMaking wishes, about you Mrs
'Cause I know I'll never be the apple of your eyeBut I'll pick you a flower.