killin', but he's so willin' to make whoopee Picture a little love nest, I got you Down where the roses cling, it's very romantic Picture that same sweet
we've thought it all over Mama We know you're spirit is here Oh no I can't forget the hours your the only one Momma And sweeter than the flowers
Oh, Mary was a maiden When the birds began to sing. She was sweeter than the blooming rose So early in the spring. Her thoughts were gay and happy And
air like the faded scent of your roses stay with me everywhere Every time I get my hopes up they always seem to fall still what could've been is better than
I'll remember you When I've forgotten all the rest You to me were true You to me were the best When there is no more You cut to the core Quicker than
know the truth by half How announcing your plans is a sure way to hear God laugh Like a crab apple on the tree They'll find life more bitter than sweet
life I don't care it's just something to do Like the petals of five dozen roses with white chocolate And champagne in bed that's how I think of you 'Cause you're sweeter than
to the oh gee crime smiling faces in my heart be fine. Giving you something u can feel giving you something baby im for real what more can i give you baby sweeter than
fail? Judge say, ?Budge, right into jail You'd better keep her?, yeah, I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopee Than makin' whoopee Than makin', makin
we were forever parted from the Banks of the Lee Chorus I will pluck her some roses, some blooming Irish roses I will pluck her some roses, the fairest
the shore, I heard her call and say Now the soldier's life won't suit me, sweet music is my trade For I'd rather melt the hardest heart than pierce it
was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow So sweet and scarlet and free?" On the second day he came with a single red rose
my queen So long sweet misery I don't need you, you've only caused me grief Forgive me if I fall asleep I haven't slept in centuries So long sweet misery
more beautiful than any woman I've seen I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow So sweet and scarlet and free?" On the second day, he came with a single red rose
a withering rose She's back again What the fuck, do you think love means? It's more than words and more than feelings Sucking me dry Is my marrow that sweet
gleam, And die if they should try to steal your cloak of leafy green. Of all the things worth dying for-- None sweeter have I seen, Than the rose that
baby cries a sweet little angel with her mamaa??s eyes and i said to my girls it doesna??t get better than this no it doesna??t get better than this
my innocence away Guess again Must've been dreamin Truth is she never noticed me Guess again Oh I must've been dreamin But it's so much sweeter than