can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your
that you never pursue the issue The ninth initial thought as to rip the bits 'n' kibbles I kick ass more than a little, my rhyme riddle Your mind's a dead
map the dividend flow, and where the ends go Checkin on whose name the Benz go Who pushes the buttons when Mac-10's blow A rose on a black satin pillow
never pursure the issue The ninth initial, thought as to rip the bits n kibbles I kick ass, more than a little, my rhyme riddle Your mind's a dead veg
to map the dividend flow, and where the ends go Checkin on whose name the Benz go Who pushes the buttons when Mac-10's blow A rose on a black satin pillow