24-hour flower boy So nice to see you again Here at 2 in the morning Happy to see you're still employed The wife and I are fighting again And I'm hopin' you can help me find The kind of bouquet that will stay the night The words I can say that will make things right You no speak good English But I need your powers And your flowers 24-hour flower boy You've always been there for me When it's 3 in the morning And I'm headin' home half-destroyed From singing my heart out in bars No one's out apart from us and the stars You wear that apron like a bulletproof vest And I'm always gettin' shocked by stupid requests We don't need good English We've got all these hours And all these flowers Roses bent into poses Just like the scratchiness in my voice Like you arrange your Hydrangeas We wouldn't do this if we had a choice 24-hour flower boy Are you a family man? Do you have any children? A couple of kids to fill the void Spend your life watching them grow Protect them from the only truth we know The blossoms you sell, they never last long All happiness fades like the end of a song We don't need good English With this language that sours in the wee small hours Made of whiskey sours And your flowers Carnations are my salvation Just like the harmonies I suspend I like your lilies Do I sound silly When I tell you you're my best friend? 24-hour Flower Boy