Little flower child
With a big attitude
Temper is mild
But my god she can be rude

Little flower child
With a heart of gold
She can be wild
Rarely doing what she's told

Little flower child
Impulsive and quick
She'll get you riled
With her cutthroat wit

Little flower child
With a field of dreams
She's been chasing them for a while
Downhill and upstreams

Little flower child
She won't stop
Please stay out of her way
Unless you'll help her reach the top