I know I'll never be the apple of your eye But I'll pick you a flower If you'd like I know I'll never be the stars up in your sky But I'll pick you a flower If you'd like She loves me She loves me not, she says She loves me Has she forgotten that she loves me Love me one more time I know I'll never be the apple of your eye But I could pick you a flower If you'd like Cos I'll meet you down by the end of the road Where the sunset glows And the garden grows I got one pair of shoes With twenty holes in the toes But I'll walk twenty miles just to get To those blue eyes If you would smile to me To my surprise I would stay a while to see what comes next Or we could take off our clothes and have Long conversations in french I know I'll never be the apple of your eye But I'll pick you a flower If you'd like I know I'll never be the stars up in your sky But I'll pick you a flower If you'd like She loves me She loves me not, she says She loves me Has she forgotten that she loves me Love me one more time I know I'll never be the apple of your eye But I'll pick you a flower If you'd like Let's go Roses are red, violets are blue But it true I'll be too if I don't have you So I'll just chill up on the hill Picking daffodils Making wishes about your misses 'Cause I know I'll never be the apple of your eye But I'll pick you a flower
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