MY LITTLE WALLFLOWER TELL ME WHERE YOU CAME FROM. DANCIN’ IN THE DAISYS WHILE YOUR LYING’ IN THE SUN. I’VE BEEN LIVIN’ IN A HOLE FOR A LONG, LONG TIME. NOW I SEE THE LIGHT AND I WANNA MAKE YOU MINE. WE’RE NOT BIRDS OF A FEATHER BUT I’LL SHOW YOU HOW TO FLY. I’LL GO EASY ON YOU BABY, IF YOU LET ME TRY. WELL I’M NOT THE KIND OF FOOL WHO SHAKES ANOTHER MANS TREE. YOUR MOMMA TOLD YOU ‘BOUT THE BIRDS AND THE BEES BUT YOUR MOMMA NEVER TOLD YOU ‘BOUT ME.
I TOOK YOU HOME AND YOU SAID COME INSIDE. WE WENT UP TO YOUR ROOM FOR A MAGIC CARPET RIDE. WE FLEW SO HIGH, WE NEVER, NEVER HIT THE FLOOR. I DIDN’T HAVE THE HEART TO SAY I’D BEEN HERE BEFORE. WELL I KNEW THAT YOUR MOMMA, SHE’D BE OUT LATE. ‘CAUSE WHEN WE’D GET TOGETHER SHE ALWAYS MADE ME WAIT UNTIL THE LAST DRINK WAS POURED AND YOU’RE TO BLIND TO SEE. YOUR MOMMA TOLD YOU ‘BOUT THE BIRDS AND THE BEES BUT YOUR MOMMA NEVER TOLD YOU ‘BOUT ME. I SAID YOUR MOMMA NEVER TOLD YOU ‘BOUT ME.
WELL YOUR MOMMA BUSTED IN, IT WAS TO LATE TO RUN. WELL EVERYBODY ELSE WAS LOOKIN’ AT ME, I HAD THE SMOKIN’ GUN.
WELL I MIGHT BE A FOOL BUT I AIN’T TO BLIND TO SEE. BLOOD IS THICKER, YOU KNOW I’M QUICKER, YOU CAN’T CATCH LITTLE O’ ME. EVERYBODY’S GOT A LESSON TO LEARN. THERE’S ALWAYS SOMETHIN’ OUT THERE TO SEE. YOUR MOMMA TOLD YOU ‘BOUT THE BIRDS AND THE BEES BUT YOUR MOMMA NEVER TOLD YOU ‘BOUT ME. I SAID YOUR MOMMA NEVER TOLD YOU ‘BOUT ME. WELL YOUR MOMMA NEVER TOLD YOU ‘BOUT ME. ABOUT ME.
