Happy girls like little squirrels    Are shopping in the sun    An' buying things to grease their wings    They smile at everyone       I used to dream of them each night    In their golden dirty tans    I used to think that one day    I would love to be their man       Ain't it funny how things change?   'Cause now my girl is the one who's a little strange       She grows blue roses    In her garden just for me    She grows blue roses    Waters them with misery    And heaven only knows    How my baby grows    Blue roses, blue roses, blue roses      Those summer girls with strings of pearls    Are dancing on the moon    Taunting boys with wanting toys    To pop their red balloons       But not my girl, she's in her room    Melting candle wax    Unto my heart, she drips the dart    That lets my mind relax       And when she cries into my arms    I love her more, my bad luck charm, yeah      She grows blue roses    In her garden just for me    She grows blue roses    Waters them with misery    And heaven only knows    How my baby grows    Blue roses, blue roses, blue roses      (undecipherable background vocals)    She grows blue roses    In her garden just for me    She grows blue roses    Waters them with misery    And heaven only knows    How my baby grows       She grows blue roses    In the garden of her pain    She grows blue roses    I've seen them booming in the rain    And heaven only knows    How my baby grows    Blue roses, blue roses, blue roses      Blue roses, blue roses, blue roses   Blue roses, blue roses