I get on with life as a bff,
I'm a kinda weird person.
I like shopping on Sundays,
I like petting in the week.
I like to contemplate flowers.
But when I start to daydream,
My mind turns straight to hair.
Oh, oh, oh!
Do I love hair more than flowers?
Do I love hair more than flowers?
I like to use words like 'meep'.
I like to use words like 'beep'.
I like to use words about flowers.
But when I stop my talking,
My mind turns straight to hair.
Oh, oh, oh!
Do I love hair more than flowers?
Do I love hair more than flowers?
I like to hang out with (bestie I can not name for privacy purposes)
I like to kick back with (what she said)
But when left alone,
My mind turns straight to hair.
Oh, oh, oh!
Do I love hair more than flowers?
Do I love hair more than flowers?
I'm not too fond of (what I said for the bestie thing).
I really hate dates.
But I just think back to hair,
And I'm happy once again.
Oh, oh, oh!
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Flowers-by Why, cats why?...a weird song I wrote
PoetryA crazy weird song I wrote. Way too weird to be published..Why, cats why? Is my band name lol. Ok...I lied I just got it from a random song generator
