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Roger Miller - Won'tcha Come Be My Friend Lyrics

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  • I live in the midst of a strawberry field
  • I pick the strawberries and hand some to you
  • And if the fruit doesnt suit you Ill hand you some flowers
  • A strawberry field is a rose garden too
  • And I love it, every day of my life
  • I love my children and Im true to my wife
  • And I love you, wontcha come be my friend
  • You may never get another chance to be insane again
  • Na-na-na.
  • Im rich so Im able to do as I choose
  • So I cut paper dolls out of yesterdays news
  • I shop at the market, I dine at the grand
  • My uncle plays drums in a twenty piece band
  • And I love it, every day of my life
  • I love my children and Im true to my wife
  • And I love you, wontcha come be my friend
  • You may never get another chance to be insane again
  • Na-na-na.

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