One Biscuit
Red flowers
White flowers
Blue flowers
Or maybe she likes yellow
Picking the perfect color
Defines the perfect fellow
White chocolate
Black chocolate
Sweet chocolate
Maybe a bottle of red wine
White might be better
Or anything but white
Could be fine
They're standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Some talk
Some tea
One biscuit
And nothing more
Nothing more
Padadapadada
A good book
A nice book,
A book that's funny or a bit exciting
Or should it be an intellectually
Stimulating master piece of writing?
Perfume, perfume
All women like perfume
And men that smell like a rose
Or could she fall for someone offering
Different vibes of nature for the nose?
They're standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Some talk
Some tea
One biscuit
And nothing more
Nothing more
Some talk
Some tea
One biscuit
And nothing more
Nothing more
Padadapadada
New shoes
Where did I put my new shoes
New shoes
Where did I put my new shoes
Where did I put my new shoes
White flowers
Blue flowers
Or maybe she likes yellow
Picking the perfect color
Defines the perfect fellow
White chocolate
Black chocolate
Sweet chocolate
Maybe a bottle of red wine
White might be better
Or anything but white
Could be fine
They're standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Some talk
Some tea
One biscuit
And nothing more
Nothing more
Padadapadada
A good book
A nice book,
A book that's funny or a bit exciting
Or should it be an intellectually
Stimulating master piece of writing?
Perfume, perfume
All women like perfume
And men that smell like a rose
Or could she fall for someone offering
Different vibes of nature for the nose?
They're standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Standing at the door
And she knows what they're hoping for
They keep on trying
They keep on trying
Some talk
Some tea
One biscuit
And nothing more
Nothing more
Some talk
Some tea
One biscuit
And nothing more
Nothing more
Padadapadada
New shoes
Where did I put my new shoes
New shoes
Where did I put my new shoes
Where did I put my new shoes
Credits
Writer(s): Lambertus Petrus Jacobus De Win
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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