When I was a little girl, my mama said to me
„What’s your favorite flower, darling? I’ll get you the seed”
I said, „Dandelion, dandelion! That one’s so pretty!”
She said, „Child, that one’s not a flower, that one’s just a weed”
Oh, what a shame
Now it don’t look the same
Guess it don’t look the same
Oh, what a shame
Call me what you want
(Dandelion, dandelion)
You can’t stop me multiplyin’
Pull me from the dirt
(Dandelion, dandelion)
No, you don’t want me in your garden
Dandelion, dandelion
Dandelion, dandelion
Dandelion, dandelion
I still loved those mellow yellow petals anyway
What’s that thing they say about a rose by any other name?
Then my fragile flower turned into a ball of gray
So I took a breath and made a wish and blew them all away
Oh, what a shame
Now it don’t look the same
Guess it don’t look the same
Oh, what a shame
Call me what you want
(Dandelion, dandelion)
You can’t stop me multiplyin’
Pull me from the dirt
(Dandelion, dandelion)
No, you don’t want me in your garden
Dandelion, dandelion
Call me what you want
(Dandelion, dandelion)
You can’t stop me multiplyin’ (dandelion, dandelion)
Pull me from the dirt
(Dandelion, dandelion)
No, you don’t want me in your garden
Dandelion, dandelion
Dandelion, dandelion
So I took a breath and made a wish and blew them all away