We came like babies. From our home across the sea to see America. An' the people opened up their arms. To welcome us to America. . We came like children.
Listen to what the flower people say. Listen, it's getting louder every day. Listen, it's like a bolt out of the blue. Listen, it could be calling now for you.
Listen to what the flower people say. Listen, it's getting louder every day. Listen, it's like a bolt out of the blue. Listen, it could be calling now for you.
Workin' on a sex farm. Tryin' to raise some hard love. Gettin' out my pitch fork. Pokin' your hay. . Scratchin' in your hen house. Sniffin' at your feedbag.
The bigger the cushion. The sweeter the pushin'. The looser the waist band. The deeper the quicksand. . My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I'd love to sink him with my pink torpedo.