Blossom Dearie - Someone's Been Sending Me Flowers | Текст песни

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someone's been sending me flowers
oh what a sweet thing to do
every new day brings another bouquet
and i don't know who to say thank you to

sometimes they're thrown through my window
or down through my chimney they fall
sometimes at night, when i've turned out the light,
they come through a crack in the wall

now that my house is a garden
bursting with blossoms in bloom
i stand there for hours, admiring my flowers
i'd like to lie down, but there just isn't room

someone's been sending me flowers
more than i ever have had
remarkable stuff, but enough is enough
if i see another bouquet, i'll go mad

he started by sending me Bluebells
oddly enough, they were gray
each faded bloom had a nasty perfume
besides being gray, they were papier-mache

there followed a garden of fungus
and then, as a tropical treat
he sent me a plant that proceeded to pant
and later began to eat meat

the cactus corsage touched me deeply
a beautiful plant in its prime
i felt much the same when the rock garden came
one rock at a time

somebody madly adores me
i know not whom to suspect
since i cannot afford to be madly adored
i do wish you'd stop sending flowers collect


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