Absolute Rose

You remind me of a rose
An absolute rose
Or better yet, a bud
Preparing to bloom
This summer, you will soak up the city
The sunlight, the sea
Who knows what this new adventure will be?

When you open
Open
Open up, anew
You'll be an absolute rose
Once I cultivate you

Jordan!
Meet my cousin, Nick Carraway
Jordan is an amateur golfer
And a confirmed bachelor

You know what's grand about a rose?
Who are you calling a rose?
Is sometimes they look best
When they are arranged
Here we go
You should see the trophies that hang on her walls
So you know, I've always had a thing for swinging
At little white balls

I should fling you
Together
Find a boat
Push you right out to sea
Or maybe lock you in a room
And see what happens to bloom

Fun, though this is
I'm going out tonight
Ugh, women run around too much these days to suit me
Nick doesn't want a wife who traipses from golf tournaments to parties
Better than a husband who travels with a pack of polo ponies!
A man needs a wife who's more of a delicate flower

If I'm a rose
I'm a rose under glass
Frozen at its pinnacle
More cynical by the day
I've been everywhere
Seen everything
Done everything
God, I've made it
I'm so sophisticated

But look at you!
You are back from the war
Brave and victorious
Victorious!
With glorious days ahead
Glorious days ahead
You're writing books!
I'm selling bonds
You're selling bonds
Daisy, I hate it
No, you've made it!
I swear, this all was fated

Dance with me, Nick!
You altogether missed dancing with me at my wedding
Why weren't you at our wedding?
I wasn't back from the war
Ugh, everyone's favourite excuse

When you open
Open
Open up, you'll see
You'll be an absolute rose
Like I used to be



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Tysen
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