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Roses are red, and violets are blue,
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue,
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls,
Like the music we hear,
Those
Roses are red, and violets are blue,
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue,
Warm summer days by cool waterfalls,
Like the music we hear,
Those
Whiz
Pittsburgh Steelers, thats nothin'
That Super Bowl ring, thats stuntin'

Pull up in your town, when you see me you know everything
Green
the schools
I was standing on a noisy corner
Waiting for the walking green
Across the street he stood
And he played real good
On his clarinet, for free

Now me
looking in
The times are gone
While the clock ticks on and on
By the years we're holding on
For the velvet eyes of dawn

Color the pale sky
Try
the schools
I was standing on a noisy corner
Waiting for the walking green
Across the street he stood
And he played real good
On his clarinet, for free.
town
But tough green bowlene beats the bathroom
Bowl blues

It's not a Cola
There's Colas by the score
So drink Doctor Pepper
The joy of ev'ry boy
schools

I was standing on a noisy corner
Waiting for the walking green
Across the street he stood
And he played real good
On his clarinet, for free
the schools
I was standing on a noisy corner
Waiting for the walking green
Across the street he stood
And he played real good
On his clarinet, for free
She is a weaver
Through her hands the bright thread travels
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars
She sings and sighs as the shuttle
She is a weaver
Through her hands the bright thread travels
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars

She sings and sighs as the shuttle
Lord I swear the perfume you wear 
Was made out of turnip greens 
And every time I kiss you girl 
It tastes like pork and beans 
Even though
schools

I was standing on a noisy corner
I was waiting for the walking green
Across the street he stood
And he played real good
He was playin' real
Lord I swear the perfume you wear
Was made out of turnip greens
And everytime I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you're
I've been checking the seams of your red velvet blazer.
Now I'm haunted by dreams of the things I've found hid there:
All the rabbits you've vanished,
knees, I fall to their command 

"You want to burn in hell?
With us you'll dwell 
Didn't see the signs
That led you here" 

Green icy fingers
in the morning
Caterpillar skin boots & green velvet suits catch the sun
The butterfly aeroplanes land on a runway of roses

And the policemen
on ye little forner see
Ome and get them green cards 
And learn some damn english and than how to drive

I wish my mother-in-law got Hit by a car
I Wish
My oh my, but you do look the killer
Never mind the duds just look at that hat
All that green chartreuse on the waistcoat
How do you come by
Taking a patient out of the bathroom into water
That's right, get in the water and touch the  electric wires

Hold this... here's some bread!

"Now
Lord I swear the perfume you wear
Was made out of turnip greens
And everytime I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you're
Lord I swear the perfume you wear
Was made out of turnip greens
And everytime I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you're
and green torture me like the lies I believe so easily
Oh my Jetsabel, look at this hell that I have made
If you want maybe drop by sometime
Put some flowers
went through
And waited for ages, I waited there for you

Hats off to my distant hope
I'm held back by a velvet rope
And he's behind the wall
Parody of Refried Dreams by Tim McGraw (J. Foster/M. Peterson) Zomba Enterprises/Millhouse Publishing Company (ASCAP/BMI)
New lyrics by Cledus T.