Lyrics:
anything more?
I got daisies, in green pastures
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him
I've got music
I've got daisies in green pastures
I've got starlight
I've got sweet dreams
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I've
a lazy afternoon
And the farmer leaves his reapin'
In the meadow cows are sleepin'
And the speckled trout stop leapin' up stream
As we dream.
A fat
a lazy afternoon
And the farmer leaves his reapin'
In the meadow cows are sleepin'
And the speckled trout stop leapin' up stream
As we dream.
A fat
the safety up, looking like I was a crazy fuck,
They do the doggy in a Daisy Dukes, I do a diddy for dazy ducks.
I do my thing and then I place it up, ready
emotional pricks
Get these liberal lefties typical
This shit isn't cool
I'm done with it all
Are there any real men left in Britain?
I'm starting
emotional pricks
Get these liberal lefties typical
This shit isn't cool
I'm done with it all
Are there any real men left in Britain?
I'm starting
imma have a bad dream
Cuz you got me doin' loops like a track meet
Bad bitch got me seeing everything in half speed
Call me Gatsby, where's Daisy? yeah
And by the way I admire taste
Like how all them different fine wines taste
By the way, your fine lady got with Don daily
Miss Daisy, you can drive me
daisies by his headstone
A voice that i knew asked, "do you believe in ghosts?"
He'll be pushin' up daisies 'til I come home
Where my favorite flower grows
Are you just a dream (Dream dream dream dream)
Tell me what you're searching for
Are you just a dream (Dream dream dream dream)
Tell me what you're
Pop the top on another coors light
All these daisy-dukes goin' buck wild
Ooooooooh
Gonna take a backroad
Gonna take a back road by the Ouchita
Got
I'm from the mofucking palms so you know I'm too wavy
And everything's good yeah everything's gravy
Fresh as a daisy
Get my bread by daily
It's tasty
him, 'round my door
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more ?
I got rhythm, I got music
I got daisys, in
got music
I've got daisies in green pastures
I've got starlight
I've got sweet dreams
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I've got
anything more?
I got daisies, in green pastures
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him
got music
I've got daisies in green pastures
I've got starlight
I've got sweet dreams
I've got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I've got
a backwoods baby
Drive my tractor drive me crazy
Likes huntin'
Loves fishin'
And she can hold her own in the kitchen
And by the way boys did I mention
She's
on a daisy
Pop a dose in Cappadocia, in a quarrel with Ezra Pound
Whose fascist ghost comes crawlin' when I land in London Town
Is anybody listening?
This
a lazy afternoon
And the farmer leaves his reaping
In the meadow cows are sleeping
And the speckled trout stop leaping up stream
As we dream
A fat
a lazy afternoon
And the farmer leaves his reaping
In the meadow cows are sleeping
And the speckled trout stop leaping up stream
As we dream
A fat
Okay my life feel nuts when i thought about
Every dream every thought that we laid out
And It sucks when the one that you on about
Is a thot
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
I'm stuck in between
You and my dreams
Baby define what you mean
Baby define what you mean
I've been doubted and outed
My head's too crowded
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