Prettier than Sistine, gospel, baby it is pristine
Corner store for liquor smoke and caffeine
I just wanna see you in your dancing shoes
Turn me at the hip when I’m in my blues
Humid as a greenhouse, you say, spinning in a green blouse
Screaming, crying, maybe I was dreaming
I just wanna see you in the morning light
I just wanna feel you when the moment's right
Won’t you nail me to our bed
Paint my nails kiss my forehead
I offered her some red, she said it would go to my head
Spilled my drink on the carpet,
I’m buying bleach from the market
I offered her some red, she said it would go to my head
oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh ooooooh ooooooh ooooooooh oooooooooh
Oh it don’t seem real
My wild daffodil
And sweet orange peel
My wild daffodil
And I will paint you in gold leaf
Stay right there baby don’t leave
I offered her some wine, she said that would be just fine
And I sing to the ceiling
Like I’m caught in a feeling
Offered her some wine, she said that would be just fine
oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh ooooooh ooooooh ooooooooh oooooooooh
Oh it don’t seem real
My wild daffodil
And sweet orange peel
My wild daffodil
And it goes through my bloodline
It don’t grow on no vine
So I'll take yours
And you’ll take mine
And it don’t seem real
My wild daffodil
And sweet orange peel
My wild daffodil