Strollin' past the Daffodils
I won't forget how it feels
To be lost in the maze


Laying on the sunkissed patch
Of grass we found round the back

Of that palace garden place

There wasn't a cloud in sight

Nor people strolling by
You held your hand in mine and I sighed
For there was not much

To be found
In your eyes


Oh, of all the sights I've seen
Never knew it'd be you me and Buckley Bee
In the cool, warm shade


And I should of kissed your face
I should've explored all the places

Ooo, oh my...
How you seem to make me shy
Ooo, and every time you kiss me on the lips

I think of how I could get used to this
Used to your kisses


So wakey, wakey, rise and shine
So wakey, wakey, rise and shine
T'was another lovely evening again last night

Honestly did I not blige to your every whim
Seen as I was beholden?


Ooo, oh my...
How you seem to make me shy
Ooo, and every time you kiss me on the lips

I think of how I could get used to this

So wakey, wakey, rise and shine


Ooo, oh my...
How you seem to make me shy

Ooo, and every time you kiss me on the lips
I think of how I could get used to this