Sellin' roses two for five
We have a little arrangement
The flower man and I
I roll up, slide down the window
He plucks out two for five
He knows I'm in a hurry
Waves as I go by
The flower man doesn't know she can't
Watch roses fade and die
She told me weeks ago
Said they made her cry
I don't know why I buy them still
Two bunches for a five
Maybe cause the flower man
Still waves as I go by.
© 1992 by Tom King
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