Drivin N Cryin - Count the Flowers lyrics

Office workers 9 to 5 They just don't realize That selling flowers on the corner Ain't some kind of strange disorder Call me hippie, call me freak But I gotta to keep this job to eat Call me weirdo, call me punk But I ain't got no clock to punch This ain't no Hare Krishna This ain't no moonie son I'm not from Argentina I just trying to sell some sun Count the flowers Seven dozen buys me noon Count the flowers Seven dozen buys me noon Tell me about your history Tell me about hypocrisy Tell me about his common law He told me he had no law I know that you haven't worried I know that you haven't hurried This ain't no Hare Krishna This ain't no moonie son I'm not from Argentina I just trying to sell some sun Count the flowers Seven dozen buys me noon Count the flowers Seven dozen buys me noon