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Daisy Daisy (DJ Victor Ark) · Talking to You (Is Like Talking to Myself) (Daryl Hall) · Talking In My Sleep (Matt Walters) · Best of Crystal Gayle: Talking in Your Sleep (Crystal Gayle) · Daisy Cutter (Automatic Slim) · Fresh as a Daisy: The Singles (James) · Daisy [CD Single] (Halfway to Hazard) · Electric Daisy Carnival, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Kitty, Daisy & Lewis [Bonus Tracks] (Kitty, Daisy & Lewis) · Kitty, Daisy & Lewis (Kitty, Daisy & Lewis) – and 90 other albums »


There is a flower within my heart
Daisy, Daisy
Planted one day by a glancing Dad
Planted by daisy bell
Whether she loves me or loves me not
Resident supported by the speaker view
Want to feel it in your shoe
Let me show you how

Platform
Witnesses
Witnesses, show you to my show-lab
Fill
if I go 
The last four days 

The tough guys have been on a roll 
They show him no mercy 
Plenty of name calling 
And pushing my head in
Lying
I caught you lying
You caught me trying 
Don't let me catch you lying
Lazy
Open up the daisies
And lay my so lazy soul to sleep
Hoping
I was not
So you know everything about your lover
Want to bet
My oh my
How can this be there he goes
Talking in his sleep
By and by
He will connive does he
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green.
Twas there I met a girl called daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree.
Although I loved my daisy
Quick in a slow way
Can't you see
That I know: you won't come around
To take me away from here
If you get low
It takes you by the hand
Daisy Duke
Don't
with the steeple
Down by the village Green

'Twas there I met a girl called Daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree
Although I loved my Daisy, I
here
Except me I'm in luck
Or am I, so fucked
Loom searching, no man
Time unwind, shits so bad
Where it all go?, vanish
Replaced by agony & anguish
I met her by the daisy fields
When we were 18, and I can't remember how it feels 
But she meant everything to me

Monday through Wednesday week,
to soothe my stage
What it was was more then plug-up dosage
More than DAISY age
Conversation drew a rule
Which the crowd will roar by millions
Mr.
Among the crumpled tissues white like daisies fell like soldiers dead determined
 I surrender
 CD cases broken in a desperate chance to find
moment
You can bet I'll climb aboard unseen
I've done it before
I know I can do it in my sleep

The watchman's out
Kickin'the bums about
daisies
Ain't no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is chrome

Yeah, chrome baby

Chrome, she got her leg up high
On the bumper of my big black
the softer hours, he's there,
Sitting, talking, in the voice of your mother
About leaving one good party for another,
And the night of a thousand missteps
York, Vegas
Or use a French word, and flirt for my attention
Did I mention, that I was in love

Back home, my mother told me
That Daisy was a poison
blinder
Than he who will not see
No one...no one is blinder
Than me

I was talking
I was talking in my sleep
I can't stop talking
I'm talking to you
No one, no one is blinder
Than me

I was talking
I was talking in my sleep
I can't stop talking
I'm talking to you
It's up to you

Be my brother
There
And I know a place that's quiet, except for daisies running riot
And there's no one passing by it to see
Come spend this lazy afternoon with me
Tomorrow she gonna wear 'em again
The way they're hugging on those hips every time she struts by
I know as long as I live I could never get enough of my
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green.
'Twas there I met a girl called daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree.
Although I loved my daisy
And I know a place that's quiet
Except for daisies running riot
And there's no one passing by it to see
Come spend this lazy afternoon with me, ooh
Daisy and move real slow
Never talks about herself much, sewn up tight
Wants to get a straight answer, and roll on by
You will find me Right inside she
like you
I think it'd kill
But oh what a thrill
Oh what a thrill

I've been talking talking
Talking in my sleep
I've been talking talking
Talking
That I at least turn back into Rick Moranis
Seat slope backed in my camper decked in
A sea foam hat and some panther leggings
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