The Rose

Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh He got me flowers, but they weren't roses Wonder what he's thinking, wonder what it means? Chocolate and red wine would've been better But I guess it's okay, I shouldn't mind Oh, there's just something about him Freckles and red hair Even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever Damn, I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl, you know I'm just a girl, you know Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh I got these vinyls, I hope she likes 'em Her taste in music is better than mine She listens to Mozart, the songs are in minor He got me crying like I'm a child Oh, there's just something about him Freckles and red hair Even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever Damn, I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl, you know I'm just a girl, you know Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh I wrote her a letter, but I ain't a poet She's way too clever to read my writings I read Bukowski, but he likes comics Comics have heroes, heroes are cool Oh, there's just something about him Freckles and red hair Even got a mind of his own Oh, he is just like the weather Springtime forever Damn, I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl, you know Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh I'm just a girl, you know Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh He's just a man, you know (ooh, ooh) Oh-oh, oh-oh (ooh, ooh) I'm just a man, I know (ooh, ooh) Oh-oh (ooh, ooh) I wish he bought me a rose I'm just a girl, you know