Tangled Up Roses

Looks like
The King and '
Cilla got a little too drunk last night
And we came in and it turned in to a
Hank and Audrey fight
You fixed my face up good and
I broke everything in sight
And as we coasted out on fumes in raised the light
When you slipped your little hand in mine
And it's them lady like things that make me go insane
That turn me right around
I fall in love with you again
I wouldn't crave the golden days without the cold blue rain
Like beauty spiked with pain
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
We've grown around each other right from the very start
And the thorns that sting our side assure we won't be torn apart
And when our coldest winter seems that it will never pass
You usher in the summer wind with a singing of your laugh
You put your little hand in mine
And it's them lady like things that make me go insane
That turn me right around
I fall in love with you again
I wouldn't crave the golden days without the cold blue rain
Like beauty spiked with pain
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Your legs wind up around my heart
Like life imitating art
Two lovers strike poses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Oh, like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses