this is my lullaby
a song i wrote for you my dear
and in the next couple of hours

i think i'll send you flowers at work
i hope it makes your day


you really know what sucks
my little buttercup
truely smitten

with your kitten eyes

no it seems i'm not a poet

if i had a seed i'd sew it for you
and maybe from a little shoot
a sprout would grow some fruit


you really know what sucks
my little buttercup

truely smitten
with your kitten eyes


in the morning when we wake
a birthday cake i'll bake for you
and when i put your cash on black

you didn't make me pay you back

you really know what sucks

my little buttercup
you really know what sucks
my little buttercup

truely smitten
with your kitten eyes