Flowers

Some people call me a beggar Some people call me a thief Well, you put us all together Somebody's gonna bleed Hey man, how you doing? Tell me, have you seen the weather I know I'm selling bad George is bad, but Bill is better Give you all my flowers Give you all my gold Wait for after hours 'Til it's time to go Bilbao, policia Crosstown traffic I'm coming home to you Hitchhike or when I'm sober And I got something to do I spent a night in jail Jet lag in an airplane Seven brides, straight to hell Alright, I gotta tell that I gave them all my flowers I been gaving all their gold I can wait for after hours Until it's time to go New York City You're my kind of town Hey, Mr. Cab driver Get me out of here Give me all your flowers Give me all your gold Wait for after hours Until we gotta go I said give me all my money I gve you all my gold Wait for after hours Until your time is gold Give me all my flowers Give me all my gold I'll wait for after hours Until you gotta go