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roses
i bought a dozen roses
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roses
i bought a dozen roses
i know you're tired of stickin' to me
deep in black roses
dateless doses
i know you're tired of stickin' to me
deep in black roses
dateless doses
now that i'm free
it's me and the black roses
it's me and the black roses
now that i'm free
it's me and the black roses
it's me and the black roses
I close my eyes and I see
Blood and roses
Wild flowers in the springtime
I close my eyes and I see
Blood and roses
Wild flowers in the springtime
a split heart from mind
i spit roses and thank
oh
a split heart from mind
i spit roses and thank
oh
a split heart from mind
i spit roses and thank
oh
a split heart from mind
i spit roses and thank
oh
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roses are shining in picardy
in the hush of the silvery dew
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roses are shining in picardy
in the hush of the silvery dew
it ain't your trip that i'm takin'
cover me with roses
cover me with roses
it ain't your trip that i'm takin'
cover me with roses
cover me with roses
for every time you made me blue
you'd have a room full of roses. if i sent a rose of white
for every time i cried all night
for every time you made me blue
you'd have a room full of roses. if i sent a rose of white
for every time i cried all night
she listens and starts and trembles
'tis the first little song of love. roses are shining in picardy
in the hush of the silver dew
she listens and starts and trembles
'tis the first little song of love. roses are shining in picardy
in the hush of the silver dew
she listens and starts and trembles
'tis the first little song of love. roses are shining in picardy
in the hush of the silver dew
she listens and starts and trembles
'tis the first little song of love. roses are shining in picardy
in the hush of the silver dew