My long stem rose won't sit on the mantelpiece She's not disposed to being one of a dozen she's A living thing that's bound to get tired She won't be content just being admired funny that's the way it goes When you're like a long stem rose My long stem rose were you cut down in your prime My love still grows for the flower I call mine Are you doomed to die after the spring time Have I just become a thorn in your side Funny that's the way it goes when you love a long stem rose My long stem rose I know you won't last too long You'll shed your clothes your petals fall then you're gone In another garden growing so sweetly in an endless summer Forgetting about me wonder where you are who knows In another bed I suppose, lying like a long stem rose My long stem rose