Please, please don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies, please, please
Please, please don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies, please, please
Here I am waitin' and anticipatin'
The kisses that I'll get from you
(Don't eat the daisies, please, please)
Please, please don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies, please, please
I'm so romantic but I'm gettin' frantic
Wonderin' what you're gonna do
Do you love me
Do you love me not?
That's what I'm longin' to know
If you love me, love me a lot
You'll prove it by lettin' the daisies grow
Oh, please, please don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies, please, please
Supposin' it showers while you're eatin' flowers
The hours are wastin' away
Please, please don't eat the daisies today
Do you love me?
Do you love me not?
That's what I'm longin' to know
If you love me, love me a lot
You'll prove it by lettin' the daisies grow
Oh, please, please don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies, please, please
Supposin' it showers while you're eatin' flowers
The hours are wastin' away
Please don't eat the daisies, don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies today
Don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Joe Lubin
Please Don’t Eat the Daisies lyrics © Daywin Music, Inc.
d.: PLEASE DON’T EAT THE DAISIES, CAL.E.!
C.: Oh, sorry, I’m just a little stressed.
d.: Well, I picked those daisies for Eudora. I want them to look fresh for her when she comes home from her sister’s house in two weeks.
C.: I’m sorry, but I’m feeling a little stressed.
d.: Why did you think that eating daisies would help relieve your stress?
C.: Because humans chew on them when they’re trying to quit using tobacco, and I don’t want to go back to eating catnip when I’m stressed.
d.: No, Cal.E., humans chew on sunflower seeds when they feel stressed. By the way, why do you feel stressed?
C.: My band hates me so much that they wanted to send me to, well, Egypt. And, T is so focused on cat fighting and playing Pong! against the kid from the neighborhood that he’s getting perturbed with me.
d.: Cal.E., I’m sure that, if you apologize to your band mates, The RoCKats will let you back in the band, even it it’s just to play that one note that you were playing before you quit on them and stormed out.
And, if you take your training seriously, I’m sure that T won’t be upset with you anymore.
C.: That’s a good idea. Let’s go train right now.
d.: Well, I haven’t changed out of my scrubs since I just got home from The Kennel, but I can put on some shorts and a T shirt and we can spar, I suppose.
C.: No, our next tag-team cat fight is in two weeks, and we’re playing Pong! next week. You have a free standing Pong! machine so we can train on that. I want to be as good as my husband, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken is at Pong!
d.: I don’t know if I can train you to be as good as T is. He’s a cat and a professional athlete. His reflexes are amazing. He caught on to that game as a fish takes to water.
C.: That’s it; fish! I’ll load up on my protein and be back to train before you can say my husband’s name.
d.: T.
C.: Very funny, d.c. I meant the long version. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some sushi to consume. Just warm up, and I’ll be back in a jiffy.
d.: Okay, but I’m scheduled to work tomorrow, so make it quick.
Three hours later…
I guess Cal.E.’s not coming back. Cats are fickle, and she’s the queen of fickle so I guess that she changed her mind. I guess that’s all the time we have for today, folks. Please join us tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E.’s Korner.
C.: (There was something I was supposed to do after I ate, but I can’t remember what it was. I guess that d.c.’s forgetfulness is rubbing off on me. Oh well, I’ll take a quick cat nap and maybe I’ll remember what it is).
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