Текст песни A Flower

Always covered mouth Self-consciously drawn out You're everything I like Like a God spun you up from his very own mind To be mine Oh, to be mine Seems oh-so out of line Somebody so fine And I can only speak In tongues which touch tequila The conversation weakens But you still want to keep it Somebody so pretty could only have the name of a flower And a flower so pretty, I want to remember