Lyrics:
Roses Are Red You And Me Both

Don't say a thing Stereo seventeen, red and green And everything I'm thinking is surfacing Night brings all the daydreams I can't share with you, my

Don't say a thing. Stereo seventeen, red and green. And everything I'm thinking is surfacing. Night brings all the daydreams I can't share with you, my

right Stones are screaming, hot lattes, the rosees My robes is a murder statement, you fucking with rode rage Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls Children

music, our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent wisdom of the priests..." We've taken care of everything The words you hear the songs you

shall be your fee And if it be false you tell to me Then hanged you shall be Go saddle me the black he said Go saddle me the grey And sound you not

Can't tell you more than I Told you already And here we are wavin' Brenda And Eddie goodbye. A bottle of red, aa bottle of white Whatever kind of mood you

soul, and ill try to keep a straight face i know you are pissed in the past and you were put off why dotn you take it out on me and shoot the last of

blackball Well, you know, I wrote a little poem about it and I really hope you like it So have your mother read it to you and if you guys like it you

) Now baby to all these people, notice who you are So they ready try to score Pulling out their bill folds, buy a red rose to give you I chill on the