Petunia The Gardener`s Daughter — текст песни (Elvis Presley)

I`ve gotta gal, oh what a pal
The apple of my eye
With something rare, a peach of a pear
But her dad won`t let us meet and I could die

I love Petunia the gardener`s daughter
Oooh how that gal can kiss
Her eyes are blue as bluebells
Each cheek a rose to see
How I dance when she plants her two lips on me
I`m as daffy as a daffodil
I long to kiss her all the time
Tonight I`ll steal into her garden
And make Petunia`s two lips mine

(I`ve got a beau, I love him so
The apple of my eye
With something rare, a peach of a pear
But my dad won`t let us meet and I could die)

And we could die

I love Petunia the gardener`s daughter
Oooh how that gal can kiss
(My eyes are blue as bluebells
Each cheek a rose to see)
How I dance when she plants her two lips on me

(He`s as daffy as a daffodil
He loves to kiss me all the time)
Tonight I`ll steal into her garden
And make Petunia`s two lips mine

She makes other girls look just like weeds
(I`m gonna be his clinging vine)
Tonight I`ll steal into her garden
And make Petunia`s two lips
(My ever loving two lips)
Make Petunia`s two lips mine