Stupid as a rose
Stupid as a rose
Stupid as a rose
Stupid as a rose
Stupid as a rose
Stupid as a rose
Roses are always innocent
And always smelling sweet
Roses are always innocent
And always smelling sweet
She was sweet but she was stupid
Victim of a rich man's whim
And he stole from her her virtue
And she had a child by him
Now he's driving down from London
In his handsome coach and four
While the victim of his passion
Walks the streets a common whore
Roses are always innocent
And always smelling sweet
Roses always lose their blush
Roses always lose their blush
Roses always wither
That's interesting Jack
Tell me about yourself
No really I'm fascinated
You're a prince Jack
You're so interesting
Roses are red
And always pornographic
Jack Jack charming Jack
Jack Jack charming Jack
Sexually inadequate Jack
Roses are red
And always pornographic
Jack Jack charming Jack
Jack Jack charming Jack
Roses are stupid
And always die