John 2:14 Lyrics - Shivaree

It's so romantic 

The neighborhood's littered with white gloves 

The flowers were hand picked 

They're taping up paper doves 

And it's hard to think 

When everything's red and pink 

It's hard to eat 

When everything's sweet 

I guess it's just the perfect time to send some roses 

And touch their noses and buy them things 

Because it's such a tender time for all the ladies 

With all those babies wearing their wings 

Could you be mine 

And hot-stuff and maybe and foxy and fine? 

Swallow your red-hots and order the fancy wine 

And if you please 

Just bring me some honey, I'll send for the bees 

You throw your rice, it feeds the mice 

I guess it's just the perfect time to send some roses 

And touch their noses and buy them things 

Because it's such a tender time for all the ladies 

With all those babies wearing their wings 

And you've gotta run 

They hate it when you're too quiet 

And it's always fun 

To close up until they buy it 

I guess it's just the perfect time to send some roses 

And touch their noses and buy them things 

Because it's such a tender time for all the ladies 

With all those babies wearing their wings