Lyric Forsythia

Yellow baby, a yellow baby is a bad sign.
But I don t mind, I don t mind.
Ohh, Forsythia.

Spider monkey, a spider monkey is a good lie.
But I don t know why.
Ohh, Forsythia, Oh-ohh.

I don t mind sitting in the way, way back.
I don t mind lying to my friends.
One thing about Forsythia,
She comes around and I get lost
Against her yellow I m no longer me.

Yellow daisy, a dandelion or a pussy willow,
It s a different thing.
Oh-oh, Forsythia. Forsythia. Forsythia.

One thing about Forsythia,
She comes around and I get lost
Against her yellow I m no longer me.

One thing about Forsythia...

There s one thing about Forsythia...