Got a job out on a farm,
Just a garden and a barn,
Picking fruits and vegetables all day -
But when all my work is through,
When I'm craving more for you.
Listen, Dear, to what I've got to say:
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When I'm picking the beets, Dear,
That's when my heart beats for you -
When I'm picking blueberries,
That's when I feel blue for you -
When I'm picking those onions,
That's the only time I cry for you -
But when banana skins are falling,
I'll come sliding back to you.
When I'm picking tomatoes,
That's when I catch up to you -
When I'm picking sweet corn, Dear,
I know you're so sweet and true -
When I'm picking hot peppers,
Then my heart just burns with love for you -
But when banana skins are falling,
I'll come sliding back to you.
When I'm picking a radish,
Like your reddish hair, it glows -
When I'm picking the turnips,
I can see your turned-up nose -
When I'm picking the garlic,
Then I breathe my love to you so true -
But when banana skins are falling,
I'll come sliding back to you!
Transcripteur : Dam-Dam |
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