Sweet Pea Songtext

There she goes
She walks like she'd rather not be in clothes
A seashell tear flows

Photographs and a waxed rose
A good soul everybody knows
Green her garden grows

She sits on a fence, Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea

Oil cans for a giant heart
The children laughed trying on her shoes
Boys and girls watch her move

She sits on a fence, Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea
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