The Rose

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 somethin' 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

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 cryin' like I'm a child

Oh, there's just somethin' 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

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 of heroes, heroes are cool

Oh, there's just somethin' 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

He's just a man, you know

I'm just a man, I know

I wish he bought me a rose

I'm just a girl, you know