Jessicas Flowers

Too many times I had to leave
 Before Jessica came home
 My little girl and blue rubber trees
 Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
 So don't you forget that I love you
 And that I am your dad
 You may perceive fantastically
 That'll be okay until I say
 There ain't no more time to be sad
 Jessica's flowers taller than towers
 They're out in the field
 Touch them they're real
 Jessica won't mind at all no, no, no
 I raised a good girl and she raised a good dad
 Just her and me and those blue rubber trees
 And a whole lotta space to grow
 Jessica's flowers taller than towers
 They're out in the field
 Touch them they're real
 Jessica won't mind at all
 Jessica's flowers taller than towers
 They're out in the field
 Touch them they're real
 Jessica won't mind at all
 They're out in the field
 Touch them they're real
 Jessica won't mind at all
 Jessica won't mind cause she's in my mind
 She is not even real not at all, not at all, not at all