Lyrics:
just make a move
i know what i’m gonna do
i’ll grab her by her hands, look in her eyes
move in close to her, then realize
my palms are sweaty, i’m
(Chorus)
I know my lines
I'm living page by page - watch ink run dry
So lazy
As the time goes by
Start to lose my days - sunflowers rise
No daisies
On a higher stage, I've got the masterplan
Slam, Jam, here comes the man
Come on come on, let's shake that thang
Wave your hands in the air - set you free
We
Daisy Girl waiting by my doorstep
And Daisy Girl with flowers in her hair
And Daisy Girl I'm gonna love you till I'm dying
Oh Daisy Girl show me that
really dont know where
I guess its all the same
love grows in a village green
as well as in a lane
I gently took her by the hand
and a glance at me shot
Mother, daughter, sister, lover
Her needles and pins hold the pieces together
She'll thread your pearls with her words of wisdom
In the palm
her by day but we don't know
Karen by night
In the stockroom searching for a 9B
I overheard Karen whisper on the phone
She said, "Meet me
in the flick called "Juice"
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
Anybody was keeping score,
Be'd winning in a draw with Daisy
Crazy god damn Daisy, fingers are knives, machine guns behind her eyes
Good sense of humour
to heaven in a little rowboat.
Clap Pat Clap Pat Clap Pat Slap! Clap Pat!
Clap your hand, Pat it on your partner's hand . . . Right Hand.
Clap Pat Clap
hand
Cos you're giving me love sweet love
Please understand
Oh I love how you lift me up
In the palm of your hand
Sweet love taking it day by day
Sweet
I’ll take it anyway it comes
Whether it’s paper or it’s coins
You can write a check or transfer
funds
Put it in my account or in my palms
I’ll take
a Hungary guy, woo
In a Palm Beach
I'll take another trip to Palm Beach
Put my hand on the coochie it's Palm Beach
Yeah
I haven't done yet
Like
Find a wife
And that's alright
Cuz
I'm the kid with sweaty palms
Before I shake your hand, I'll probably try to wipe them off
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,
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
man
I've got the whole world in the palm of my hands
I've got it in my palm, I'm bout to ball on all you motherfuckers
And you can't compare me to any
blood on her hands into the sun she stares
She feels it die, I heard her cry
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
to my queen that you are
Just like your palm in my hand
Everything fell into plan
Healthy as ever, our family finally together, I want this feeling
dancing
Now and forever
From palm to palm
From hand to hand
Floating in the air she loves to find him there
She wants to live without ties to bind
quit calling the house
If I call, you're en route
It's a drought, you look out
I'm on edge, you put the palm of your hand on my head, squeeze
Please
in the flick called "Juice"
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex
Uhh, uh
Yeah
Uhh, uhh
Uh! Yeah, yeah
Uhh
I'm on
Fuck 'em, yeah, uhh
With my hands gripped, praise the Lord shit
Fuck her, never knew her
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