Lyrics

Nine A M and we're on the phone With a stranger in Tucson Lookin' for a show And we're tryin to get there But God only knows It's you and me baby And the lines on the road Look how our flowers bloom When we pick the weeds Look how good it is With just you and me Look how the bus comes Just when we need Look how our flowers bloom When we pick the weeds Thursday night in Paducah KY It took us three months But we finally got lucky You and me babe With our name on a marquee Non-stop next stops On our highway spree Look how our flowers bloom When we pick the weeds Look how good it is With just you and me Look how the bus comes Just when we need Look how our flowers bloom When we pick the weeds Waiting on May To get out of this town Any day's a good day When we're travelin' around Far from the pusher The poison, the clown It's you and me, baby We're west bound and down Look how our flowers bloom When we pick the weeds Look how good it is With just you and me Look how the bus comes Just when we need Look how our flowers bloom When we pick the weeds Look how our flowers bloom When we pick the weeds
Writer(s): Chris Staples, Scott Huml, Nick Papadakis, Tina Angermeier, Eddie Munoz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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