I was selling flowers by the side of the road



And you came to the flower stand

I was telling you about pansies and roses

But you tried to grab my hand



I'm flattered, but it's my choice

Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy

You may see a heart as a toy

Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy



You think love is a game, whatever you wish

But for me it's years till that magical first kiss

I'll wait until my heart's on cloud nine

Your lust-filled existence is far out of line



I'm flattered, but it's my choice

Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy

You may see a heart as a toy

Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy



You dared to ask me for a date alone

I was shocked you didn't want a chaperone

You were attractive, but way too fast

How could you expect this to ever last?



I'm flattered, but it's my choice

Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy

You may see a heart as a toy

Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy






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