You're through the gate early, you walk toward the front where all the dancers swirl their paisley blur.
This gig will be whirly, she hasn't been sighted yet
but when she shows the daisies burst!
Flower Girl, come twirl my way.
She's got your mind all bent, you'd love to share her tent.
Flower Girl, her fine ballet performed in her bare feet, the music's skipped a beat as has your heart.
(blow me a kiss while I daydream) Flower Girl.