Met you on a hazy day in summer.
I woke up with your perfume in my hair.
I cried like Freddy Mercury in Autumn
When I lost my favorite earring in your EZ chair.

You're a lovely kind of lady.
I can see you picking daisies,
In the garden. How I hate it,
When you close the door and walk away.

I look into the mirror every mornin'
And practice happy faces with myself.
I like to think I notice all your empathy
But I got this sinking feeling
Coming over me.

You're a lovely kind of lady.
I can see you picking daisies,
In the garden. How I hate it,
When you close the door and walk away.

Hey coincidentally,
Did you ever hear?
How Jagger was a queenie
And the King was queer?

Hey lady!
Hey lady!
Hey lady, now I'm pissed and aggravated!


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Johnny Cash Machine song meanings
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