Cause She Is Your Last Grassy Knoll

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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You might be thinking this is a pretence That her two eyes are like rose petal gates With a white picket fence They'll be asking you to fly to your fate Cause she is like that last grassy knoll for you! Cause she is your one true mate. You might be thinking this is droll Her cat eyes they'll not glaze over me But oh soon you'll be pinching your soul And dancing in the clover of her heart Saying girl do your worst I'm ready to burst from my chest. Oh she's only one of destinies many blueprints You can make a smudge, watch her tears But deep down inside you'll know She is your grassy knoll That her eyes with their two rose petal gates They're open for you with no pretence That this is your garden your white picket fence Oh you might be thinking this is droll But search your heart and pinch your soul Cause she is your one true mate Cause she is your last grassy knoll.

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