John 2:14

by Shivaree

 

It's so romantic
 

The neighborhood's littered with white gloves
 

The flowers were hand picked
 

They're taping up paper doves
 

And it's hard to think
 

When everything's red and pink
 

It's hard to eat
 

When everything's sweet
 

I guess it's just the perfect time to send some roses
 

And touch their noses
 

And buy them things
 

Because it's such a tender time for all the ladies
 

With all those babies
 

Wearing their wings
 

Could you be mine
 

And hot-stuff and maybe and foxy and fine ?
 

Swallow your red-hots
 

And order the fancy wine
 

And if you please
 

Just bring me some honey I'll send for the bees
 

You throw your rice
 

It feeds the mice
 

I guess it's just the perfect time to send some roses
 

And touch their noses
 

And buy them things
 

Because it's such a tender time for all the ladies
 

With all those babies
 

Wearing their wings
 

You've gotta run
 

They hate it when you're too quiet
 

And it's always fun
 

To close up until they buy it
 

I guess it's just the perfect time to send some roses
 

And touch their noses
 

And buy them things
 

Because it's such a tender time for all the ladies
 

With all those babies
 

Wearing their wings