He Who Picks a Rose

Alright, oh, na-na, oh

A rose is a beautiful flower
To me the prettiest in the world
And that goes double, double for a girl
'Cause she's like no other flower in the world

Remember, they're not perfect you see
So you got to take the bitter with the sweet
And remember fellas, he who picks a rose
Must accept the thorns it bear (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Talking about the good and the bad in a woman

A rose remains so pretty if you treat it with loving care
And that goes double double for a girl
Treat her right and her love she'll truly share

But you've got to take the bitter with the sweet
And return the lowly moments of despair
And remember fellas
He who picks a rose must accept the thorns that's there
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talking 'bout the good and bad in a woman

I got to tell ya, tell ya that a rose remains the same
If you handle it with care (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And now that goes double, double for a girl
Treat her right and she'll stand besides you anywhere

I know sometimes they get carried away
Say some things they don't mean to say
Just remember fellas, he who picks a rose
Must accept the thorns it bears, yeah

Talking 'bout the good and the bad in a woman
(He who picks a rose must accept the thorns it bears)
Gotta remember when you choose your lover
(He who picks a rose must accept the thorns it bears)
The day you take one, you've got to take the other