Texty

We'll be fightin' in the evenin' Just to make up in the mornin' Feed you sweet liver and oranges Good God you're so damn gorgeous Hills of greener pasture cross Rivers just to have her feed you Stems cut from her garden An' hearts they tend to harden Think I left the house about a quarter past four In the green four door In the rain pour On the granite floor Baby, I don't ever wanna want you back Wanna feel like that Grab your backpack Flowers in the roof rack Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, flowers in the roof rack An' I split my hands to pieces With cuts an' folds an' creases We haven't left in two weeks Call it panic, call it instinct Think I left house about a quarter past four In the green four door In the rain pour On the granite floor Baby, I don't ever wanna want you back Wanna feel like that Got your backpack Flowers in the roof rack Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, flowers in the roof rack I need you, baby, I'm waitin' Under the full moon in the afternoon You say that we're leavin' soon Hydrangea fever trapped in the sheets of Carry you, oh, when you're feelin' blue Think I left house about a quarter past four In the green four door In the rain pour On the granite floor Baby, I don't ever wanna want you back Wanna feel like that Grab your backpack Flowers in the roof rack Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, flowers in the roof rack Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo, doo, flowers in the roof rack
Writer(s): Andrew Ryan Montana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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