Flowers and Tea
You know I read all bout' the wedding
And I heard the young men say
"You can't live on in the silence of a hopeless memory"
And I heard you cleaned your apartment
Cause the city was goin' to waste
And you fired up that old shitbox
And hit that interstate
Well if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
And then you can get on straight over
In spite of me
You know that I was drownin' in New England
While you were shipwrecked on the beach
And then you split the whole world open
When you moved down Tennessee
And you gave up the straight lines
And sold your liberty
Now you never talk to Jesus
When you're wonderin'
What it all means?
And if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
And then you can get on straight over
In spite of me
Tell me that it's just fine
I'll give you lovin' spoonfuls
Fill you up inside
Tell me that it's just fine
I give you lovin' spoonfuls
Fill you up inside
And it all feels so wrong
New York City ain't like home
All feels so wrong
New York City
Aint like home
Well if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
And then you can get on straight over
In spite of me
Well if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
I want you, now get on straight over
I want you, now get on straight over
Tell me that it's just fine
I'll give you lovin' spoonfuls
Fill you up inside
I want you
Now get on straight over
In spite of me
I want you
Now get on straight over
In spite of me
And I heard the young men say
"You can't live on in the silence of a hopeless memory"
And I heard you cleaned your apartment
Cause the city was goin' to waste
And you fired up that old shitbox
And hit that interstate
Well if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
And then you can get on straight over
In spite of me
You know that I was drownin' in New England
While you were shipwrecked on the beach
And then you split the whole world open
When you moved down Tennessee
And you gave up the straight lines
And sold your liberty
Now you never talk to Jesus
When you're wonderin'
What it all means?
And if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
And then you can get on straight over
In spite of me
Tell me that it's just fine
I'll give you lovin' spoonfuls
Fill you up inside
Tell me that it's just fine
I give you lovin' spoonfuls
Fill you up inside
And it all feels so wrong
New York City ain't like home
All feels so wrong
New York City
Aint like home
Well if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
And then you can get on straight over
In spite of me
Well if you send me flowers
I'll bring you tea
I want you, now get on straight over
I want you, now get on straight over
Tell me that it's just fine
I'll give you lovin' spoonfuls
Fill you up inside
I want you
Now get on straight over
In spite of me
I want you
Now get on straight over
In spite of me
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Writer(s): Brandon Morabito
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