Living It Up In The Garden

Chorus
Living it up in the garden
Living it up in the garden
Living it up in the garden
Living it up in the garden


We go to the garden
To smell the flowers and drink mint juleps
We wear white dresses till our parents aren't looking
And pretend to tiptoe through the tulips
And pretend to tiptoe through the tulips

One day I take you to my garden
For this is love, this is love
For once the gates are left unguarded
So I can show you how I can play rough

Chorus

You're all invited to my garden
We'll crush the grass beneath our bare feet
We'll make love to the ground
Taking it brutal kissing it sweet
Kissing it sweet

You're all invited to my garden
For this is love, this is love

Chorus

You're all invited to my garden
For this is love, this is love

Nerissa Nields © 1996 Peter Quince Publishing, ASCAP

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