flamaquaron (flamaquaron) wrote,
flamaquaron
flamaquaron

Flowers On the Wall. The Statler Brothers.




Flowers on the wall
I keep hearing
You're concerned about my happiness
But all that thought
You're giving me is conscience, I guess
If I were walking in your shoes
I wouldn't worry none
While you and your friends are worrying about me,
I'm having lots of fun

Counting flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playing solitaire till dawn
With a deck of fifty-one
Smoking cigarettes and
Watching Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me
I've nothing to do

Last night I dressed in tails,
Pretended I was on the town
As long as I can dream
It's hard to slow this swinger down
So please don't give a thought to me
I'm really doing fine
You can always find me here and
Having quite a time

Counting flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playing solitaire till dawn
With a deck of fifty-one
Smoking cigarettes and
Watching Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me
I've nothing to do

It's good to see you, I must go,
I know I look a fright
Anyway, my eyes are
Not accustomed to this light
And my shoes are not accustomed
To this hard concrete
So I must go back to my room and
Make my day complete

Counting flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playing solitaire till dawn
With a deck of fifty-one
Smoking cigarettes and
Watching Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me
I've nothing to do.

Don't tell me
I've nothing to do
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