this is my lullaby   a song i wrote for you my dear   and in the next couple of hours   i think i'll send you flowers at work   i hope it makes your day      you really know what sucks   my little buttercup   truely smitten    with your kitten eyes      no it seems i'm not a poet   if i had a seed i'd sew it for you   and maybe from a little shoot   a sprout would grow some fruit      you really know what sucks   my little buttercup   truely smitten   with your kitten eyes      in the morning when we wake   a birthday cake i'll bake for you   and when i put your cash on black   you didn't make me pay you back      you really know whats up   my little buttercup   you really know whats up   my little buttercup   truely smitten   with your kitten eyes