roger miller – won’tcha come be my friend lyrics
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i live in the midst of a strawberry field
i pick the strawberries and hand some to you
and if the fruit doesn’t suit you i’ll hand you some flowers
a strawberry field is a rose garden too
and i love it, every day of my life
i love my children and i’m true to my wife
and i love you, won’tcha come be my friend
you may never get another chance to be insane again
i’m rich so i’m able to do as i choose
so i cut paper dolls out of yesterday’s news
i shop at the market, i dine at the grand
my uncle plays drums in a twenty piece band
and i love it, every day of my life
i love my children and i’m true to my wife
and i love you, won’tcha come be my friend
you may never get another chance to be insane again
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