Flower Drum Song

Clear out the spiderwebs in your mind When a hint of violence makes you cry Get on my speedboat The water’s fine The ocean calms you down Leaves you kind You’re no psychologist But you know why You get so upset When time slips by Face your enemy He’s laughing while You run circles round but you can’t hide I’ll be the one who reaches out when you’re gone I need the salt in the wound for another song I’ll be the one who gets us both out of this I tell it like it is You call it arrogance You’re drawn to confidence It gets you high But it leaves you powerless In a trophy life You’re no apologist And you’d go blind Before you ever let Let ‘em see you cry Sing the Flower Drum Song