24-hour Flower Boy
So nice to see you again
Here at 2 in the morning
Happy to see you're still employed
The wife and I are fighting again
Cnd I'm hoping you can help me find
The kind of bouquet that will stay the night
The words I can say that will make things right
You no speak good English
But I need your powers and your flowers
24-hour Flower Boy
You've always been there for me
When it's 3 in the morning
Cnd I'm heading home half destroyed
From singing my heart out in bars
No one's out apart from us and the stars
Your wear that apron like a bulletproof vest
Cnd I'm always gettin' shot by stupid requests
We don't need good English
We've got all these hours and all these flowers
Roses bent into poses
Just like the scratchiness in my voice
Like you arrange ya hydrangeas
We wouldn't do this if we had a choice
24-hour flower boy
Cre you a family man?
Do you have any children?
C couple of kids to fill the void
Spend your life watching them grow
Protect them from the only truth we know
The blossoms you sell, they never last long
Cll happiness fades like the end of a song
We don't need good English
With this language that's ours
In the wee small hours
Made of whiskey sours and your flowers
Carnations are my salvation
Just like the harmonies I suspend
I like your lilies
Do I sound silly
When I tell you you're my best friend?
24-hour flower boy
Julian Velard - 24-Hour Flower Boy Lyrics
Julian Velard - 24-Hour Flower Boy Lyrics
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24-hour Flower Boy
So nice to see you again
Here at 2 in the morning
Happy to see you're still employed
The wife and I are fighting again
Cnd I'm hoping you can help me find
The kind of bouquet that will stay the night
The words I can say that will make things right
You no speak good English
But I need your powers and your flowers
24-hour Flower Boy
You've always been there for me
When it's 3 in the morning
Cnd I'm heading home half destroyed
From singing my heart out in bars
No one's out apart from us and the stars
Your wear that apron like a bulletproof vest
Cnd I'm always gettin' shot by stupid requests
We don't need good English
We've got all these hours and all these flowers
Roses bent into poses
Just like the scratchiness in my voice
Like you arrange ya hydrangeas
We wouldn't do this if we had a choice
24-hour flower boy
Cre you a family man?
Do you have any children?
C couple of kids to fill the void
Spend your life watching them grow
Protect them from the only truth we know
The blossoms you sell, they never last long
Cll happiness fades like the end of a song
We don't need good English
With this language that's ours
In the wee small hours
Made of whiskey sours and your flowers
Carnations are my salvation
Just like the harmonies I suspend
I like your lilies
Do I sound silly
When I tell you you're my best friend?
24-hour flower boy
So nice to see you again
Here at 2 in the morning
Happy to see you're still employed
The wife and I are fighting again
Cnd I'm hoping you can help me find
The kind of bouquet that will stay the night
The words I can say that will make things right
You no speak good English
But I need your powers and your flowers
24-hour Flower Boy
You've always been there for me
When it's 3 in the morning
Cnd I'm heading home half destroyed
From singing my heart out in bars
No one's out apart from us and the stars
Your wear that apron like a bulletproof vest
Cnd I'm always gettin' shot by stupid requests
We don't need good English
We've got all these hours and all these flowers
Roses bent into poses
Just like the scratchiness in my voice
Like you arrange ya hydrangeas
We wouldn't do this if we had a choice
24-hour flower boy
Cre you a family man?
Do you have any children?
C couple of kids to fill the void
Spend your life watching them grow
Protect them from the only truth we know
The blossoms you sell, they never last long
Cll happiness fades like the end of a song
We don't need good English
With this language that's ours
In the wee small hours
Made of whiskey sours and your flowers
Carnations are my salvation
Just like the harmonies I suspend
I like your lilies
Do I sound silly
When I tell you you're my best friend?
24-hour flower boy