Forsythia

Yellow baby, a yellow baby is a bad sign. But I don't mind, I don't mind. Ohhh, Forsythia. Spider monkey, a spider monkey is a good lie. But I don't know why. Ohhh, Forsythia, oh-ohhh. I don't mind sitting in the way, way back. I don't mind, lying to my friends. One thing about Forsythia, She comes around and I get lost Against her yellow, I'm no longer me. Yellow daisy, a dandelion or a pus*y willow, It's a different thing. Oh-oh, Forsythia. Forsythia. Forsythia. One thing about Forsythia, She comes around and I get lost Against her yellow I'm no longer me. One thing about Forsythia... There's one thing about Forsythia...