24-Hour Flower Boy
24-hour flower boy
So nice to see you again
Here at 2 in the morning
Happy to see you're still employed
The wife and I are fighting again
And I'm hopin' you can help me find
The kind of bouquet that will stay the night
The words I can say that will make things right
You no speak good English
But I need your powers
And your flowers
24-hour flower boy
You've always been there for me
When it's 3 in the morning
And I'm headin' home half-destroyed
From singing my heart out in bars
No one's out apart from us and the stars
You wear that apron like a bulletproof vest
And I'm always gettin' shocked by stupid requests
We don't need good English
We've got all these hours
And all these flowers
Roses bent into poses
Just like the scratchiness in my voice
Like you arrange your
Hydrangeas
We wouldn't do this if we had a choice
24-hour flower boy
Are you a family man?
Do you have any children?
A couple of kids to fill the void
Spend your life watching them grow
Protect them from the only truth we know
The blossoms you sell, they never last long
All happiness fades like the end of a song
We don't need good English
With this language that sours in the wee small hours
Made of whiskey sours
And your flowers
Carnations are my salvation
Just like the harmonies I suspend
I like your lilies
Do I sound silly
When I tell you you're my best friend?
24-hour
Flower
Boy
So nice to see you again
Here at 2 in the morning
Happy to see you're still employed
The wife and I are fighting again
And I'm hopin' you can help me find
The kind of bouquet that will stay the night
The words I can say that will make things right
You no speak good English
But I need your powers
And your flowers
24-hour flower boy
You've always been there for me
When it's 3 in the morning
And I'm headin' home half-destroyed
From singing my heart out in bars
No one's out apart from us and the stars
You wear that apron like a bulletproof vest
And I'm always gettin' shocked by stupid requests
We don't need good English
We've got all these hours
And all these flowers
Roses bent into poses
Just like the scratchiness in my voice
Like you arrange your
Hydrangeas
We wouldn't do this if we had a choice
24-hour flower boy
Are you a family man?
Do you have any children?
A couple of kids to fill the void
Spend your life watching them grow
Protect them from the only truth we know
The blossoms you sell, they never last long
All happiness fades like the end of a song
We don't need good English
With this language that sours in the wee small hours
Made of whiskey sours
And your flowers
Carnations are my salvation
Just like the harmonies I suspend
I like your lilies
Do I sound silly
When I tell you you're my best friend?
24-hour
Flower
Boy
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Writer(s): Julian Adam Velard
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