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
