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 fightYou fixed my face up good
and I broke everything in sight
And as we coasted out on fumes
in raised the lightWhen you slipped your little hand in mineAnd 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 painLike tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up rosesWe've grown around each other
right from the very start
And the thorns that sting our side
assure we won't be torn apartAnd when our coldest winter seems
that it will never pass
You usher in the summer wind
with a singing of your laughYou put your little hand in mineAnd 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 painLike tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up rosesYour legs wind up around my heart
Like life immitating art
Two lovers strike posesLike tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up rosesOh, like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses
Like tangled up roses