Now I don't hardly know her
But I think I could love her
Crimson and clover  — Tommy James & The Shondells

 

Daughters oughter be careful
Of lads who call their home a 'pad' - 
Cos that's just sad.

Flaxen-haired girls must learn to twirl
Their curls so fleetingly -
Well that's as maybe.

Rowdy-as-the-wind lads can do a ton on a BSA
But they canna say 'I do' - 
No matter what the girls might do.
 

As 'crimson' and 'clover' 
Draw ever closer
Their pigments and their scents
Enter our senses
And lead us to see
We were never truly free. 

And didna wannna be.