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