Cactusflower Letra

But the needles on the phonograph must be cursing; you've gotta let it be.



In the brown on your wall, you can hear another way

To make the West Coast ladies do the East Side Shake

As long as the one across town just can't wait;

turns on her stereo....



We can find - something finer than some coins in a wishing well....

All in good time; when wrong is right, and I'm another one, that's what I need.



She said her soul is torn and her thinking not straight,

Her patched up heart becoming worn and frayed

I've got my needle and thread goin' all the right ways

Put on your party dress...



All this time defies my mind,

Spend your whole life in a waiting room,

Only to find, your palm was right,

There was no line for apologies.



I am...

Rain on...... the dusted desert summertime

We will; we will, not have to wait for long....