*She dresses in paisley
Wishes on daisies
Falls asleep to the televisions glow
Drinks Calamine tea
The tea she believes
Brings about memories only she knows
Wears perfume on her finger tips
So when she points it smells like this
Lavender with a hint of ginger
She has a yellow bird that talks
A pink and purple frog
She dresses in mink come winter
Her shoe leather is patent
The only way she will have them
Her tribute to the 70's
She herself is a secret
Hoping that she can keep it
As she floats across the seas*
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
*She dresses in paisley
Wishes on daisies
Falls asleep to the televisions glow
Drinks Calamine tea
The tea she believes
Brings about memories only she knows
Wears perfume on her finger tips
So when she points it smells like this
Lavender with a hint of ginger
She has a yellow bird that talks
A pink and purple frog
She dresses in mink come winter
Her shoe leather is patent
The only way she will have them
Her tribute to the 70's
She herself is a secret
Hoping that she can keep it
As she floats across the seas*
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