Daisy Dead Petals
Daisy Dead Petals
Tori Amos
- Daisy Dead Petals that is her name.
- She's in the phone booth phase, so
- Underneath the shade of a peppermint tray,
- She can turn it out with a heal on she
just rides into town
- Knowing what they'll say, knowing they're
around the corner.
- Got a crack in, got a crack in some
strange places.
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- Daisy Dead Petals, that is her name.
- So maybe she tastes like a hamburger maid,
well,
- These dead petals, honey, brought me here.
- She said, "These dead petals, honey,
brought me here."
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- Dancing on a dime, hearing mother cry,
- Maybe she's around the corner.
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- Got a crack in, got a crack in some
strange places.
- On my back with, on my back with some
dirty dishes.
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- Falling down, falling down, all over the
river.
- Falling down, falling down, falling down.
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- Wish what I'm feeling could go on like
this forever.
- Falling down, falling down, falling down.
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- And since we're down might as well stay,
- Might as well fry some eggs
- And wave to the shade of the peppermint
tray.
- She's a new friend not a skeleton to ride
into town.
- Knowing what they'll say, knowing she
tastes like a hamburger maid, but
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- "These dead petals, honey, brought me
here."
- She said, "These dead petals, honey,
brought me here."