Текст (слова) песни: Elvis Presley - Petunia The Gardener`s Daughter
I`ve gotta gal, oh what a pal The apple of my eye With something rare, a peach of a pear But her dad won`t let us meet and I could die
I love Petunia the gardener`s daughter Oooh how that gal can kiss Her eyes are blue as bluebells Each cheek a rose to see How I dance when she plants her two lips on me I`m as daffy as a daffodil I long to kiss her all the time Tonight I`ll steal into her garden And make Petunia`s two lips mine
(I`ve got a beau, I love him so The apple of my eye With something rare, a peach of a pear But my dad won`t let us meet and I could die)
And we could die
I love Petunia the gardener`s daughter Oooh how that gal can kiss (My eyes are blue as bluebells Each cheek a rose to see) How I dance when she plants her two lips on me
(He`s as daffy as a daffodil He loves to kiss me all the time) Tonight I`ll steal into her garden And make Petunia`s two lips mine
She makes other girls look just like weeds (I`m gonna be his clinging vine) Tonight I`ll steal into her garden And make Petunia`s two lips (My ever loving two lips) Make Petunia`s two lips mine
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