Chapter 1
When I was a little girl, my mama said to me
"What's your favorite flower, darling? I'll get you the seed"
I said "Dandelion, Dandelion, " that one's so pretty
She said, "Child, that one's not a flower, that one's just a weed"
“Oh, what a shame”
“Now it don't look the same”
“Guess it don't look the same”
“Oh, what a shame”
“Call me what you want”
“Dandelion, Dandelion”
“You can't stop me multiplying?
“Pull me from the dirt”
“No you don't want me in your garden”
“Dandelion,Dandelion.
“Ooh-ooh-ooh”
“Dandelion, Dandelion”
“Dandelion, Dandelion”
“I still love those mellow yellow petals anyway”
“What's that thing they say about a rose by any other name?”
Then my fragile flower turned into a ball of grey
So I took a breath and made a wish and blew them all away
“Oh, what a shame”
“Now it don't look the same”
“Guess it don't look the same?
“Oh, what a shame”
“Call me what you want”
“You can't stop me multiplying”
“Pull me from the dirt”
“No you don't want me in your garden”
“Dandelion, Dandelion”
“Call me what you want”
“You can't stop me multiplying”
“Pull me from the dirt”
“No, you don't want me in your garden”
“Dandelion, Dandelion”
So I took a breath and made a wish and blew them all away.
